Ann was ashamed and annoyed, and for a moment, she didn't know what kind of emotions she was feeling.
However, Phillip seemed to be very calm. He leaned in and hugged Ann's waist from behind.
Ann suddenly froze, and Phillip leaned on her shoulder, looking at the bubbling soup in the pot.
"You seem to owe me an explanation."
As he spoke, hot air sprayed on Ann's neck, and the temperature of Ann's face continued to rise.
"What explanation? Let go of me first!"
Phillip turned off the fire on the stove and let Ann turn to look at him.
"You do understand what I said at the press conference today, right?"
He sounded certain, and Ann could not pretend that she didn't understand.
She raised her eyes and looked at Phillip and nodded with a flushed face.
Phillip smiled and asked,
"Judging from what you did, can I assume that you also like me?"
Ann's heart beat rapidly. She was lost in thoughts.