"No wonder! This restaurant is pretty awesome," Xyla Quest declared.

"I invited him to come," Stanley Batton told her.

"Oh, impressive! I like his food."

He then took a bite of a piece of medium-rare beef.

"Do you?" he asked, lowering his gaze to cut a piece of beef before feeding it to her.

"Yeah, I do," she nodded with a smile, chewing in contentment.

"That's settled, then. I'll hire the chef to work at our house from now on," he decided.

"Let's not," she said hastily. "You know I'm not used to having too many strangers in the house."

"In that case, forget it. I'll learn a few things from this chef and do the cooking from now on."

"Okay, but I think my husband is better than any Michelin star chef," she teased.

She wasn't lying.

Stanley's cooking skills were indeed on par with Michelin star chefs.

He had improved by leaps and bounds after lots of practical cooking experience.

he questioned, grinning at

a man who didn't like to be praised by his wife, and Stanley was no

"You're the best.

true, I won't stop mastering my culinary skills. How else will I make you gain

help but frown when she heard the dreaded

you won't gain weight," he chuckled as he fed her another piece of beef while wearing an affectionate

was always acting this way with Xyla, only displaying his soft and affectionate side

to them felt envious

knew Stanley adored his wife,

he

realize the extent of it.

didn't act like

of his wife

where are we going tomorrow?" Xyla asked softly

always had a gentle temperament, and it became even more apparent since she met her

finally believed a proverb that said a good husband

and that was exactly what Stanley

her

proceeding

cut it into bite-sized

head out into the ocean

We'll have dinner by the beach and

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