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Heal quickly.

And from now on, forget about the painful past,

little wound.

I misunderstood him. I thought he was stopping me from running the page.

If you're going to work here, you better know who to listen to.

Don't think for a second

that your so-called master can protect you.

You took that photo and leaked it, didn't you?

Aren't you jumping to conclusions too quickly?

Creating drama is something you're quite skilled at.

You need to help me with something first.

Help you with what?

Invite Nubdao to have lunch with me.

If I get close to Ms. Sasi,

I might be able to find proof about Mr. Aran's death.

I've arranged it.

See you this evening.

Ms. Sasi just wanted to treat me to lunch as a thank-you for the press conference.

Why do you want to explain yourself to me so badly?

How did you know I'd be back?

I saw your car key over there.

The mission failed today.

I'm sorry, Mr. Wee.

It's okay. Let's just eat.

Alright then.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Wait.

You might not get to have dinner with the Mystery Chef, just with me.

Mr. Wee, do you think the Mystery Chef would like this kind of atmosphere?

What kind of food would he like?

What kind of woman does he prefer?

Does he like Thai women?

Do you think he'd like someone like me, Mr. Wee?

Why aren't you answering?

Would he like me? Would he?

He would.

Today might not be our day.

- But tomorrow evening… - Tomorrow?

How long should I boil the santol, Ratree?

Just until the flesh softens, then you can take it out.

Where did you get this recipe from?

Someone once told me.

The flesh is perfectly tender now. You can take it out, Mirantee.

Yes, sir.

So, we let it drain

before soaking it in syrup, right?

Oh, no need for that.

You can put the santol

in this container.

And pour the syrup

until it fully covers the santol.

Try it.

Like this?

Maybe a little more.

- Okay. - Alright, done.

Now, we put the whole container in the freezer.

The syrup will form ice crystals,

so when it's ready to eat, you just take it out, no need for extra ice.

Frozen Santol in Syrup.

That's right.

- Did you get the picture? - Yes, sir.

What? You took a picture?

Oh no. I didn't even put on makeup.

- My face must be oily. - Don't worry. Look.

Natural beauty.

Thank you.

Here it is.

Thank you. My face is really oily.

My former boss gave me this recipe.

They must have been quite a cook.

Yes.

It's a shame he passed away.

It's been over 20 years now,

and no one really knows the true cause of his death.

I'm sorry, Ratree.

Thank you.

I used to have a friend

who would often make Frozen Santol in Syrup for me,

but he, too, passed away over 20 years ago.

Surely he can't be the same person as your boss, can he?

Yeah.

I don't think so.

Oh.

I think it's ready.

The texture is just right.

Shall we take it out, then?

Yes.

What's up so early in the morning?

What?

What's wrong with you?

Come on. Let me do it.

Move aside.

- Short and still acting bold. - Thank you.

Namfah.

You decorated this place so nicely. What's the special occasion?

A special guest is coming to have dinner with Nubdao.

Who?

Mr. Pathawee.

Which one is he?

The tall, handsome, fair-skinned one,

Uncle Pu!

Do I have a twin?

Oh, please. He's way more refined than you.

You know nothing!

Are you trying to play matchmaker now?

You could say that.

You really are growing up.

Why are you cleaning the house all of a sudden?

We have a guest.

Who?

Me.

Mr. Pathawee?

Oh, Mr. Pathawee.

Please, come in. Come in.

Take a seat.

Thank you.

Let me get you some water. One glass of water!

Just a moment.

Here, hydrate yourself.

Mr. Nephew-in-law. Oops.

I mean, Mr. Pathawee.

Refreshing?

Yes.

Uncle Pu!

Oh, well.

Is there any food you particularly like?

I can eat anything.

Even a simple hot omelet over rice is special to me.

Do you like it fluffy or crispy?

Both, I guess… There's a difference?

Of course.

You can actually make omelets in 1,209 different ways.

Do you have that much time?

I'd love to show you one by one.

Thank you.

I didn't know

you were this knowledgeable about food.

I thought you were only interested in management.

Back when I studied abroad,

I cooked for myself often.

Cooking makes me happy.

No wonder he had time to learn 1,209 recipes.

Excuse me for a moment.

Of course.

Yes, Mr. Kimhan?

Have you made it home?

For a while now.

Tired today?

Not really.

Have you eaten?

Mr. Kimhan, I need to tell you something.

What is it?

Namfah invited Mr. Pathawee over for dinner tonight.

Oh…

Really?

Have you started eating?

Not yet.

Then go ahead and eat. I won't disturb you.

Wait. Don't hang up yet.

What is it?

Are you mad at me?

Why would I be mad? Namfah invited him, right?

Yes.

Alright, I'll go help Namfah with the cooking now.

Okay.

Alright.

Namfah, what are you making?

I'm about to make stir-fried minced pork with holy basil.

Let me help.

Oh no, Mr. Pathawee. Your shirt might get stained.

Exactly. If you get your shirt dirty, all your charm will be gone.

It's just a simple dish. I can handle it myself.

You're using Chinese garlic?

I think Thai garlic would be better.

More fragrant and a stronger taste.

Uncle Pu,

can you buy some?

Alright!

Sorry to trouble you, Uncle Pu.

No problem, but I'm afraid

the market might be closing soon.

Will I make it?

You can use the rest to buy your favorite drink, Uncle Pu.

- All of it? - Yes.

Uncle Pu…

Garlic is expensive these days.

Wait. You just took everything?

And the basil?

Red holy basil.

It's more aromatic than the white one when stir-fried.

I picked the small-leaved ones with flowers still attached.

Perfect. I'll chop the pork, and you fry the eggs.

Oh.

Got it!

Wow, even the rice is heart-shaped!

Why don't you just make a normal one? Do you know how long this takes?

Come on. This is a special meal for your future nephew-in-law.

Fine.

- It's ready. - All set. Please enjoy.

Stir-fried glass noodles with egg.

Here it is.

Heart-shaped rice

and even a heart-shaped egg!

Alright.

You have to trust Nubdao.

You can do this, Kimhan.

You have to be patient. Trust her. You can do it. You can do it…

You can do it.

Okay, I feel better now.

I can't take this anymore!

Aren't you both eating?

Uncle Pu, join us.

You and Mr. Pathawee enjoy your dinner. Uncle Pu and I will eat in the kitchen.

That's right.

Why is my eye twitching? This means something bad is coming.

- Mr. Kimhan?! - Mr. Kimhan?!

I made it in time, right?

The traffic was bad.

Please, gentlemen, enjoy your dinner to the fullest.

Feel at home here. Just like it's your second house.

As for me,

I'll just go and have a light drink inside.

Uncle Pu.

Namfah.

Sit with me.

Everything looks delicious.

Namfah and Mr. Pathawee made them.

That's right. Every dish is amazing,

especially this one.

Mr. Kim, you should try it. I guarantee you won't forget the taste.

Right, Mr. Wee?

Yes, absolutely.

Yes.

How is it?

Delicious, right?

If so, eat lots. The cook put in a lot of effort.

Sure.

I'll eat it for him, Namfah.

Mr. Wee, my sister doesn't eat spicy food.

Thank you.

Mr. Kim, why did you eat that?

It was spicy. You didn't have to go along with her.

And what about you?

You don't eat spicy food either.

You knew that?

And I also know why you ate it instead of me.

I think the answer in both our hearts is…

the same.

I should head home now.

Mr. Kim.

Yes?

Let me know when you get home.

How are you feeling? Tell me.

Just…

a little tight in the chest.

You feel tight in the chest.

For me,

I was stunned.

So…

What will you do next?

I respect Nubdao's decision.

I don't want to put her in a difficult position.

In that case,

can I cancel our deal?

Of course.

Good morning.

Good morning.

You're up early today.

Just a little earlier than usual.

But that means I get to see you an hour earlier too.

Not too early or too late, right?

For me to pick up my girlfriend for work every morning.

Shall we go?

Yes.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

And… did you sleep well last night?

And how's the milk? Still good?

Still good.

So, that means he's eating and sleeping well.

What about your heart?

It's still beating normally.

Everything's normal? No sadness, no loneliness?

And why would I be sad or lonely?

Because of…

Nubdao and Mr. Kimhan.

Well, a little.

A little?

If you're feeling uneasy,

just let it all out. Don't keep it to yourself.

If you want to vent or even shout, go ahead.

Just yell.

"Ugh! I'm heartbroken! I'm devastated! I need someone to comfort me!'"

And that someone is me. I'll always be here to cheer you up.

- You sure about that? - Of course.

I've been rooting for you.

How could I just leave you heartbroken?

Yes, Dad.

Got it.

Next month, the French Embassy is hosting

a welcome banquet for a VIP group.

I already confirmed with them that we'll prepare a special dish for them.

A special dish?

Didn't you say when you first joined that

if we want tourists to remember our hotel,

food is one of the key factors?

Yes, but Kim and the board didn't agree with me.

Forget them.

Their opinions don't matter.

Besides, I already gave my word.

So, you'll be the project leader.

Form a team

and come up with a special dish within two weeks.

Two weeks?

I believe you can do it.

You won't disappoint me, will you?

No, Dad.

And this will also serve as proof to Kimhan

and the board

that when the vice president makes a decision, he delivers results.

I specifically requested a room with the headboard facing northwest.

Why did I get a room where the headboard faces east?

This is serious. I'm not compatible with that direction!

I sincerely apologize, ma'am.

The guest in that room extended their stay for another week.

So, what? Am I not important to you?

You're very important to us, ma'am.

That's why we'd like to offer you a larger room

with a pool view, at the same price.

I don't care about a pool view.

I want a golf course view.

Most rooms with a golf course view have their headboards facing east.

I'm afraid the headboard might not be ideal for you, ma'am.

Then, which room would you recommend to me?

The current one is already great.

Even though the headboard faces east,

you'll get to watch breathtaking sunsets every evening.

Guests who've stayed here often leave reviews

saying it gives a romantic atmosphere.

But… I'm staying alone.

Watching a sunset alone,

is that romantic?

You could take pictures of yourself with the sunset

and post them on social media. Sharing beauty is a kind of romance too.

- Right? - Absolutely.

Alright then. I'll take this room.

- But… - Yes?

Would you mind coming into my room to take some photos for me?

You must know the best angles, where to look elegant

and sexy.

Of course.

Let's go.

You don't like this dish?

I can make something else for you instead.

No need.

Seeing this Tom Kati Sai Bua

makes me think of my daughter.

You know,

when she was still here, she used to make it for me all the time.

It tastes just like how my daughter used to make it.

Then you should eat a lot.

It's such a pity.

If my daughter were still here, she would be sitting here eating with me right now.

Come. Sit with me for a bit.

But I'm just a servant. It wouldn't be appropriate.

I don't even remember how long I've been eating alone.

Please sit and eat with me, Ratree.

Thank you for understanding an old woman like me.

Everyone thinks I'm a bitter old lady. No one ever wants to come near me.

But to me, you're the one who gave me an opportunity.

Do you have a family?

Yes.

And…

where are your husband and children?

My husband passed away.

As for my children,

I let my brother raise them.

Oh.

Why didn't you raise them yourself?

I wasn't ready.

Don't wait until you're ready, Ratree.

By the time you feel ready,

you might not have the chance anymore.

At least you're better off than me.

Your children are still alive.

But my daughter, she's gone.

I'm sorry to ask,

but how did Ms. Jitsuda pass away?

Because that bastard Taychit cheated on her with that wretched woman, Sasi.

Jitsuda suffered so much, her world crumbled until she wasted away.

And in the end,

she died of heartbreak.

Sasi…

was originally dating Aran.

But that scumbag Taychit shamelessly stole

his friend's lover and made her his wife.

And Mr. Aran…

He didn't do anything?

Aran was so heartbroken, he shot himself. What could he have done?

Once Aran was out of the way, she latched onto Taychit and got pregnant.

Sasi and her son destroyed my daughter's family.

A Thai dish…

- With a… - French twist?

How long do we have to prepare?

Two weeks.

Two weeks?!

Is that possible?

Our catering schedule is already packed.

But it's not impossible for us.

This is a big challenge.

Namfah,

I want you as my assistant. Document every step of the recipe thoroughly.

- Of course! - And you guys…

You're my kitchen team.

Ready to go all in!

Let's do it!

Decide among yourselves

on a Thai dish to transform into a French-style dish.

Present it to me tomorrow.

Yes.

Let's go.

Namfah,

come with me for a bit.

Mr. Wee,

why are we here?

I have an appointment with a friend. He's a food expert.

Your friend is a food expert? Who is it?

Did I keep you waiting?

Not long.

Fah!

This is Talay, my friend, and this is Namfah.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Talay.

Nice to meet you too.

Namfah is my staff member. I've told you about her before.

- I've met her before. - What?

I mean, right?

I've heard about her before, right?

Yes.

So, what do you need me for?

I'd like to discuss Thai dishes with a French twist.

Gladly.

Let me grab a drink first.

I can go get it for you.

It's okay. I'll get it myself.

Order number 33, iced Thai tea with oat milk, less sweet, is ready.

Oh, it's you!

You!

Are you stalking me?

Stalking what?

This is my Thai tea.

- It's mine! - But I ordered less sweet.

So did I!

I switched to oat milk.

I did too!

Yes, this is mine.

The last time we met, you got drunk and threw up in my car.

Now, you're trying to steal my tea too?

So what? You want it back?

- Yes. - Hey!

Order number 34, iced Thai tea with oat milk, less sweet, is ready.

Here. This one's yours.

Never thought we'd order the same thing.

Don't use "we". We're not that close.

What's taking so long?

Pathawee!

Promtawan.

Wait, you two know each other?

Hey.

Why did you throw that at me?

Because you're annoying! Stop pulling me back!

And I'm really pissed that you're friends with Pathawee.

You're mad at me just because I'm friends with Wee?

Yes!

That's my LINE. Don't disappear on me again.

Oh, so you're trying to hit on me? Not happening.

Nope. But you owe me for the car wash and my jacket.

Won't you take responsibility?

Last time, you ran away before settling things,

so I'm not letting you off this time.

Don't forget to reply to my messages.

I met Promtawan once before,

but I never expected her to be your sister.

She's even more fiery than you described.

Yeah, that's her. You should probably keep your distance.

She hates my guts.

She might start hating you too.

Nah…

I have my ways.

I think feisty girls are kind of cute.

Cute?

How about this?

I'll help patch things up between you and your sister.

Sounds good?

Not happening.

You'll see. She'll call you brother.

Excuse me, Mr. Talay.

Have we met before?

Nope.

But…

Your voice sounds so familiar.

I feel like I've heard it before.

Men's voices tend to sound alike, Namfah.

No, I'm sure I've heard it somewhere.

WE'RE SCREWED

It's very familiar.

DON'T LET ANYTHING SLIP

Mr. Talay, can you say something for me?

Yes?

Yes.

Namfah, have some cake.

Sorry, Namfah.

For what?

Instead of letting you focus on brainstorming menu ideas,

I brought you here and you had to see that.

It's fine. I've only heard of your sister before.

Are you okay?

I'm okay. I'm used to it.

You're not ordinary.

You seem so calm, but you sure have a lot of enemies.

Is that a compliment?

Yes, it is.

It's hard to believe, though.

You're such a nice guy,

but people still hate you. What are they thinking?

But seriously, you're amazing.

Staying calm and composed through everything.

If it were me, I would've snapped already.

They say people who can stay patient

and keep their emotions in check are the strongest.

You're incredible, Mr. Wee.

I admire you.

Thank you, Namfah, for always being such a positive energy for me.

You're not even looking at my camera.

You take pictures of the guest all day. Aren't you tired of it?

Maybe a little.

But taking photos of someone cute, a little jealous, and a bit sulky,

I won't get tired of that.

I'm not jealous, and I'm not sulking either.

Oh, yeah?

Then why didn't you say a single word to me on the ride home?

I was… focused on listening to music.

Well then,

you should focus on this now.

All of my time

belongs to you alone.

No matter if it's good times

or bad times.

The sunlight will always be near you,

giving you hope,

strength,

and warmth.

Always.

MR. PATHAWEE

Yes, Mr. Wee?

It's late. Aren't you sleeping yet?

Are you about to sleep?

Am I disturbing you?

No, not at all.

I was just surprised. You never call me this late.

I wanted to ask… Have you come up with a dish yet?

I've been racking my brain,

but I still can't figure it out.

What's the problem?

Well, the problem is that

it needs to be a fusion of Thai and French cuisine.

I feel completely stuck.

Take your time. Don't put too much pressure on yourself.

Okay. I still have the whole night to figure it out.

Don't stay up too late. How about this?

Tomorrow, I'll pick you up. You can get some extra sleep in the car.

Are you sure? I don't want to trouble you.

It's no trouble at all.

Alright then! I'll wait for you at 6 a.m. in front of my house.

Okay.

Okay. Good night.

Why are you smiling so much just from a phone call?

Why are you grinning nonstop just from looking at a clock?

"All of my time… belongs to you alone."

Ding, ding, ding, ding

Ladies and gentlemen, what time is it now

For our lovely couple?

Oh, you wanna tease me, huh?

- Come here. - No!

You wanna try me?

Huh?

- I'm going to bed! - You're not running away that easily!

Fell asleep so fast, huh?

Help my sister.

And what about you?

I hope you're doing well.

Lungo coffee, your favorite.

Maybe the boldness

will make you reconsider and come back to the coffee you used to love.

Did Miss Yada make this coffee?

Are you sure you can finish it on time?

If not, just tell me, and I'll find someone else.

I have plenty of easier tasks for you to prove yourself.

I know you won't let me down.

The chairman himself, personally here to support his beloved son?

He'll never let me down.

Well then, I guess I should wish him success.

- Go home. - But we're not done yet--

I said, go home!

I'm stopping by to support Pathawee and Namfah.

Do you want to come with me?

I'll pass.

Wee probably doesn't want me anywhere near him.

Nubdao.

Did you invite him?

Subtitle translation by: Panuwat Baikeawon