My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Chapter 1118

Debra hung up the phone, determined to make Theda pay for hurting Marion.

“What are you doing sneaking around in the kitchen?”

Drake’s voice suddenly came from behind her. Startled, Debra turned around and sulked, “Do you always sneak up on people like that?”

“I just came to the kitchen to find something to eat. I didn’t know you’d be here making calls,” he replied, walking past her to grab some instant noodles from the fridge.

Debra was puzzled. “Don’t you have a chef?”

“At this hour? The chef is long gone,” Drake snorted, tearing open the packet.

Then he noticed a white clay pot simmering on the stove, giving off a delicious

aroma.

“What’s that?”

“What else? Soup for Marion.”

You don’t have to do it

soup

to reveal a creamy soup. Drake

for nursing mothers? Is Marion

told you that? It’s

put the lid back on and turned off the heat, ready to take

edible? It’s not some failed cooking experiment,

right. It’s a total failure

the kitchen without looking

his appetite. He put them

to hit the sack

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takeout

would you like

“I want soup.”

“What kind of soup?”