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 he watched Tessa

it to your taste?" he asked

"Your

too. Don't go hungry," she

she asked,

with tenderness. "Watching you eat is

face burned red as she

brimming with affection. "Alright, no more teasing.

man in a black security uniform stood

has been taken by Mr. Jacobson's

burned with fury, her teeth gritted in frustration.

fools!"

the bodyguard replied

a blade. "You're just as useless as

"Indeed."

shattered. "Get the hell

the cup beside her and

his forehead, shards biting into his

live to talk. Only dead men keep

"Yes," the bodyguard replied.