Chapter 234 You Can't Win

Declan's expression grew even darker.

Sunlight poured in through the window, but it felt just as cold inside.

Serena was all prickles, bristling and making sure he couldn't get close.

Declan brushed her cheek, his expression dark, and after a moment's silence, he finally asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Serena pushed his hand away. "Are you really going to cook whatever I ask for?"

"Yes."