Chapter 194: Pulling His Legs.

It was all new for her poor heart as this was the first time she was experiencing someone like Nicklaus. It left her stunned by how he handled the dishes. 

With his white shirt tucked into his black pants, its sleeves folded up to his elbows and a few buttons let losses on his shirt, Arissa wasn't able to take her eyes off him. 

She could see he was trying hard to do it right but it was still wonderful because if it had been Ricard washing these dishes before her, the kitchen would be littered with water and broken plates. 

If he were to watch five dishes, he would break three out of the five, in most cases four and all if no one come to his aid. 

Her cousins could be extremely annoying and irresponsible which helped him to add more colour to her life. 

'No is not the time to think around,' her mind scolded her.