Revenge is best served cold

Just as we arrived home, the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, Levi greeted me with a smile, "Hey, Jane! I'm here to visit."

Eric, who had just changed into his clothes, immediately walked over and furrowed his brows together. He asked, "What are you doing here?"

Levi rolled his eyes. "What are you doing at home?"

He turned to me. "I thought Eric was on a business trip."

Eric casually wrapped his arm around my shoulders with a teasing look on his face. "I came back early. I bet you're disappointed."

Levi snorted, clearly unbothered. "I'm here to see Jane. Whether you're here or not doesn't matter. I'll just pretend you're invisible."

With that, he squeezed between us and swatted Eric's hand away.

I smiled helplessly and closed the door.

Eric followed Levi in and couldn't help but remind him, saying, "Jane is married now. She's my wife."

My face flushed slightly as I lowered my head, not saying a word.

Levi wasn't bothered. "So what if you're married? You two are just business partners. Don't think I don't know. Just because you two got a marriage certificate doesn't mean you can limit her social life, does it?"

Eric smiled and said slowly, "Well, not exactly. It depends on who she's socializing with."

Levi's eyes widened. "What do you mean by that?"

Seeing the tension rising between them, I quickly intervened. "Alright, alright. It's been a while since you've seen each other, so stop arguing all the time. I'm going to cook dinner now, and if I come back to find you two still arguing, you'll both be kicked out to the street!"

With that, I turned and walked into the kitchen.

Since I enjoyed cooking, the maids usually didn't prepare dinner but instead stocked up on fresh ingredients.

I quickly took stock of the fridge, feeling confident in my choices.noveldrama

Less than an hour later, five dishes that looked and smelled delicious were ready on the table.

Eric and Levi hadn't argued, but neither of them had said a word. They were sitting on the couch, one on each side, with what felt like an ocean of space between them.

I smiled and called them into the dining room.

As we sat down, Eric watched Levi devour his food with gusto. He chuckled and said, "Don't forget, after you're done eating, you're on dish duty."

Levi frowned. "Doesn't your place have a dishwasher and a maid? Why do you need me?"

Eric looked at him coolly. "Aren't you here as a guest? Are you really going to make the host cook and wash the dishes too? Look at what Jane has cooked. Everything she made, you love. She's been so nice to you. You wouldn't want to let her down, would you?"

I was surprised by Eric's words. These were just some simple home-cooked dishes I whipped up, and yet, he made them sound so elevated.

Upon hearing this, Levi pressed his lips together, seemingly deep in thought. After

a long pause, he nodded. "Alright, if that's the case, I'll wash the dishes."

Just as I was about to speak, Eric stopped me. He shook his head with a mischievous grin.

I chuckled helplessly, already imagining the look on Levi's face when he realized what was coming.

Sure enough, as soon as Levi finished the dishes, Eric called out to him, "I'll thank you on behalf of my dishwasher. Thanks to you, it gets to rest today."

Levi's eyes widened in disbelief. "You have a dishwasher?"

"Of course. With such a large villa, you think we don't have one?" Eric replied with a laugh.

Before Levi could get too worked up, I quickly handed him a batch of cookies I had baked earlier. "I made these myself as a reward for you."

The sudden gift cooled Levi's temper. He immediately turned his gaze toward Eric, a playful challenge in his eyes.

Once he tucked the cookies away, he suddenly remembered why he had come over to mooch a free meal.