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.

gaze full of affection as

to your taste?" he asked

"Your

you should eat too. Don't go hungry," she continued,

asked, meeting

smile deepened, his almond eyes filled with tenderness.

as she bit her lip, completely flustered. "W-Why would you

with affection. "Alright, no more

a black

Susan has been taken

eyes burned with fury, her teeth gritted in frustration. "Why didn't those idiots finish her

fools!"

the bodyguard

her glare sharp as a blade. "You're just as

"Indeed."

shattered. "Get

cup beside

forehead, shards biting into his skin. Blood trickled down his

live to talk. Only dead men keep secrets,"

"Yes," the bodyguard replied.