His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 114

Tessa blinked at Stephen, momentarily dazed. "Why are you still here?"

And more importantly-why had he gone to the trouble of preparing such a feast?

Stephen casually untied his apron. "I figured you'd wake up hungry, so I picked up some groceries and made lunch."

Tessa rubbed her eyes, her sleepy voice unintentionally stirring something deep in his chest. "Well, aren't you just the perfect husband?"

"Only for you," Stephen murmured, his gaze warm and unwavering.

With a gentle push, he escorted her toward the bathroom. "Tess, be good. Go freshen up first."

After washing up, Tessa returned to the dining table, where a mouthwatering spread awaited her.

Stephen had prepared three dishes and a stew-roasted broccoli, fried chicken, spicy shrimp skewers, and a hearty pork and potato stew. Every single one was her favorite.

Having skipped breakfast, she was absolutely famished.

Now fully awake, she picked up her cutlery and eagerly took a bite.

sat across from her, his gaze full of affection as

your taste?" he

nodded enthusiastically. "Your cooking is always

hungry," she continued, her eyes twinkling.

asked, meeting

with tenderness. "Watching you eat is

food, coughing violently. Her face burned red as she bit her lip, completely flustered. "W-Why

face brimming with affection. "Alright, no more teasing.

Jacqueline's private villa, a man in a

Susan has been taken by Mr. Jacobson's

frustration. "Why didn't those idiots finish her off?

fools!"

bodyguard

sharp as a blade. "You're just as useless as the

"Indeed."

"Get the hell

cup beside her and flung it

biting into his skin.

Susan doesn't live to talk.

"Yes," the bodyguard replied.