Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"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.

questioned, grinning

man who didn't like to be

true," she insisted. "You're the best. You don't

mastering my culinary skills. How else

when she heard the dreaded words. "Tsk! I don't want

gain weight," he chuckled as he fed her another piece of beef while wearing an affectionate look

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

felt envious when he saw

adored

he

the extent of it.

didn't act like

of

Xyla asked softly with her chin resting against one

temperament, and it became even more apparent since she

a proverb that said a good husband would create

would pamper her like a child, and that was exactly

for her

proceeding

cut it into bite-sized

the ocean

go surfing in the afternoon. We'll have dinner by the beach and then