Chapitre 761: Princess In Shining Armor

"Someone is doing this intentionally," Dora muttered, stirring the pot of soup on the stove, her brow furrowed in frustration. She tasted a spoonful, then shook her head and added a pinch more salt. "And I don't like the suspects I have in mind."

"You mean, you do like the suspects," Cai corrected from beside her, his knife scraping lightly against the cutting board. He grabbed a slice of carrot and casually popped it into her mouth, interrupting her before she could argue. "And that's why you don't want them to be suspects." He smirked, wiping his hands on a towel. "But seriously, why are you so hung up on this? You don't need to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, Dora. Let someone else deal with it for once."