Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 717

Chapter 717 Did You Just Slap Me?

Meryl and Chandler stepped inside. The heater was on, filling the room with a cozy warmth, and there was faint floral scent lingering in the air-lilies.

It was already mealtime, and she was starting to feel a little hungry. Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of the tortilla soup Chandler had specially brought over earlier. She opened the insulated container, sat down at the dining table, and was just about to take a sip.

But before Meryl could, Chandler snatched the container away. "Now that you're home, you should have t fresh." He headed to the kitchen, ladled out a steaming bowl of soup, and placed it in front of her. "Anything else you feel like eating? I'll make it for you."

She muttered, "Anything's fine."

Chandler frowned, looking a little exasperated. His gaze softened with amusement as he chuckled, "Alright, then I'll just make you something random. Sit tight."

He shrugged off his jacket, leaving just a crisp white shirt on. Then, grabbing an apron from the kitchen, he stuffed it into Meryl's hands. "Honey, I'm gonna have to trouble you to tie this for me."

Meryl pressed her lips together, convinced Chandler was doing

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this on purpose. But when she met his earnest gaze, she just couldn't bring herself to refuse. Reluctantly, she reached around him, pulling the apron strings behind his back and tying them snugly at his waist.

He had an incredible physique-even with a shirt between them, Meryl could still feel the firm, well-defined muscles along his waist and abdomen, radiating strength beneath the fabric.

Once the apron was tied, Chandler turned around and gave her a small smile. "Drink your soup first. I'll be quick." With that, he dove straight into cooking. Clearly, he'd already prepared ahead of time-the ingredients were all set out in the kitchen.

Meryl grabbed her phone and casually sent Anne a message, letting her know she wouldn't be staying over for the next few days. Anne didn't reply. She probably hadn't checked her phone

yet.

Missing her son, Meryl opened her gallery and scrolled through his photos. She also had made it a habit to call the NICU every day, making sure he was doing okay.

developed, and he no longer needed a ventilator. All his vital signs had stabilized, and for the first time in a long while, Meryl finally felt like she could breathe

morning, the doctor said they had done a heart ultrasound on the little guy and found that the foramen

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had been born a little early, and the doctor had said it would typically close by the time he was a month old, or at the latest, by his first birthday. Still, since it involved the heart, she wasn't about to take any chances. So, she planned to find some time to go to the hospital and check

it down in front of her before turning back toward the kitchen. "If you're hungry, go ahead and eat first. I

frowned slightly as she looked at the food on the table. "This is more than enough. If you cook too much, we

frowned as well, replying, "I'm just worried you're not getting enough

said, "Sit down and eat with me.

from her and immediately started putting food on her plate. "I looked this up-it helps with wound healing. And this one, in case you're already bored of the

concern. But maybe because the emotional wound between them ran

appeasement to it.

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then asked, "Have you been to the hospital to

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down his fork, saying, "The doctor said he's doing well,

weren't allowed to visit. The only reason Meryl had managed to see him that day was pure

the Brookstone College of Music program. She pressed her lips together before saying, "I want to go to the hospital

asked, "To see

want

his gaze without a hint of guilt and spoke, "It's been days since Felix had

you. He is recovering pretty well. You just had a baby, you know? You really don't need to make the

Meryl set her fork down. "But medical acupuncture helps improve circulation. For someone

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just going for Felix-there was a bit of payback in this. It was already late. The sun had set. By the time they finished eating, it would be completely dark. So, he stared at her deeply and asked

for a moment before sighing. He couldn't bring himself to refuse her. "Fine, I'll go with you. But it's too late, and it is getting cold. Go change into something warmer first. I don't

bed was a small blue crib. It was neatly made, layered with thick, soft bedding-just one look and

was.

Who would've thought a guy like him could be so thoughtful? He really had everything ready

Chandler gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Once our son is discharged, the three of us will have a happy life together. I'm really looking forward to