He asked her with a firm tone. Frederick was very unhappy as he questioned, "Where did you go?"

It was just over eight o'clock in the evening. Yet, he still thought it was too late.

Alicia shook her head.

"No, I didn't cry. It was just windy at night and some dust got into my eyes! I went home to visit my mother and she made dinner for me. Hubby, have you eaten yet?"

Hearing her words, he remembered that she was used to living in her parents' home whenever he went on business trips. He thought that she yearned for her family and was not used to living a married life. Therefore, Frederick retreated his hands. He did not ask any more questions, but he was still unhappy and raised his eyes.

"What do you think?" he asked.

Did that mean that he hadn't eaten yet?

She placed her arms around his neck.

"Hubby, don't be angry! I didn't know that you would be back so early. I will cook for you instantly! How about some pasta? I can cook up some pasta really quickly!" she said coquettishly. "Alright!"

After he nodded, Alicia smiled and withdrew her hands, "Wait for me. I'll change my clothes and get cooking soon!"

As she said this, she turned around and hurriedly went into the room.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came again. Frederick's cold eyes were filled with warmth when he saw that she was hurrying down the stairs with her hair tied up in a bun.

She rummaged through the refrigerator in the kitchen. Alicia cut some lean meat ham, took out an egg, prepared some vegetables, and prepared some pasta for him.

After cutting the carrots, she remembered that he did not like it. Hence, she took out a small plate and served the carrots separately.

manner in the kitchen. Frederick was holding a glass of red wine at the door. He swirled it

stir fried the sliced onions. Frederick looked at

in front of him with a smile, waving at him. He held her slender waist. Frederick lowered his head and kissed her passionately

breath. Alicia pushed him away and quickly turned her

served him the pasta. She sat down beside him and placed the sliced carrots

said, "Hubby, I'll eat with

was just an ordinary plate of pasta, he still ate it gracefully. She chewed on the carrot slices happily. She was

up another

very good for you! Look at my eyes. Look how beautiful they are. That's because I am not picky about food. Would you like a

her charming big eyes, took another piece, and held it in

looked up at her and asked, "You are not picky about

she replied. As soon as she finished her words, a piece of fatty meat

face fell. "Well... Hubby, sometimes I am picky with my food! That's alright.

was too evil! She had cut a few pieces of meat for him, yet he chose

the carrot into her mouth and stared at him with her big

plate and he devoured all of it. He was satisfied, and Alicia

used to doing this kind of work

to utensils. As long as she was

were following her intently.

not help kissing her on her slender neck. That night, he did not know why, but he seemed to be particularly impulsive. Alicia leaned against him. The feeling of dependence warmed

cleaning up, they took a stroll in the yard hand in hand while digesting the food.

opened her e- mail to deal with some offline translation. She estimated the time she had, then she

down her computer, Frederick walked out of the bathroom. She had already foreseen this night to be a different type of 'steamy' night for her. For the first time,

were soft, and this silent night was brewing the

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