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.

told her that the little guy's lungs were now fully 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

the doctor said they had done a heart ultrasound on the little guy and found that the foramen ovale hadn't

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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

down in front of her before turning

looked at the food on the table. "This is more than enough. If you cook too much, we won't

just worried you're not

eat with me.

nodded. He sat across from her and immediately started putting food on her plate. "I looked this up-it helps with wound

But Meryl stayed silent. Of course, she could feel his care and concern. But maybe because the emotional wound between them ran too deep, she couldn't shake the feeling that his kindness

appeasement to it.

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down his fork, saying, "The doctor said he's doing well, but I still haven't gotten the chance

allowed to visit. The only reason Meryl had managed to see

didn't mention that in a few days, she had an interview for the Brookstone College of Music

"To

"I want to see

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

already checked on Felix for you. He is recovering pretty well. You

fork down. "But medical acupuncture helps improve circulation. For someone with internal

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she wasn't 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

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

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

was.

toys on it. Who would've thought a guy like him could be so thoughtful? He really had everything

shoulders. "Once our son is discharged, the three of us will have a happy life together. I'm really looking forward to