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

it to your taste?" he asked

nodded enthusiastically. "Your cooking is

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

asked,

almond eyes filled with tenderness. "Watching you eat

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

face brimming with affection.

a black security uniform stood motionless, his head

been taken by

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

fools!"

bodyguard

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

"Indeed."

shattered. "Get the

cup beside her and flung it at

against his forehead, shards biting into his skin. Blood trickled down his face, yet he

talk. Only dead men keep secrets," Jacqueline

"Yes," the bodyguard replied.