She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 130

Chapter 130 Handle Him However You Need To

Hugh had never been one to grace the kitchen with his presence. It wasn't a place he sought out; in fact, he often kept his distance, preferring to let a cook handle the preparations. The kitchen had always seemed more like an unfamiliar territory, a place where he didn't belong

But now, here he was, standing over a stove, actually cooking.

"When you got back to Jeucwell, Dad started experimenting with recipes all by himself," Ethel remarked, an amused grin dancing on her face. “He burned through a lot of ingredients before he finally nailed today's

recipes."

Freya, for her part, wasn't picky about food. As long as it was edible and safe, she was content.

Yet, Hugh always went above and beyond to impress her. He believed she deserved nothing less than the best, even if it meant stepping far outside his comfort zone.

"Come on, try my cooking," Ethel urged, coaxing Freya closer as she offered a piece of succulent pork bathed in a savory sauce. "These are my specialties. What do you think?"

"It's delicious," Freya responded with a contented smile, her senses delighting in the rich yet delicate flavor. “It's well-seasoned and fragrant.”

Ethel beamed, her face lighting up with pure joy.

In that instant, Hugh appeared from the kitchen, holding a bowl of soup, still wearing his apron.

His face brightened when he saw Freya and, with eager steps, he made his way toward her, proudly holding the bowl aloft. "Mina, you're back," he said warmly, his smile wide and filled with relief.

"Yes," Freya replied, her face softening at the sight of him.

Hugh glanced at the table. "Let's eat."

"Alright," Freya responded, settling into her seat.

Ethel joined her, taking her place at the table, but Hugh remained standing. There was a gleam in his eyes, a quiet joy in simply seeing Freya at the table with him.

Freya noticed his stillness and asked, "Isn't it hot?"

"Huh?" Hugh blinked in surprise.

It was only then that he realized how hot the soup was, its steam rising in a lazy swirl. With a hiss, he hastily placed it down, clearly embarrassed.

Ethel burst into laughter, teasing him. "Dad, you're hilarious!"

00%

21:09

flushed with a crimson hue,

apron and joined Freya and Ethel at

a gentle smile, took the ladle and served Hugh a bowl of

staring at the bowl in his hands. His heart swelled in his

better," Ethel teased, her words light- hearted and full of

wiping away the tear, his eyes still

warmth that filled him with comfort. He drank slowly, as though each

finally willing to share a meal

inside her. It was a strange sensation, one she couldn't name-an odd pressure

a subtle shift. "I need to talk to

responded softly, his voice thick with

meal continued, but the

slowed, and the food began to cool, left forgotten as

Freya. He cherished this fleeting moment, as if it were a

her thoughts were occupied with

Edwin's younger sister. If Hugh married Cheryl, then Edwin

were imprisoned, it would certainly affect both

was a conversation

eight when Hugh finally placed his

cook off for the

she could move, Hugh rose, taking the dishes from the table. "You and Sheila go watch TV. I'll

argue. He was determined, and she let him have

her eyes narrowing with curiosity as she glanced at Freya. "Mina, what's the secret between you

you later," Freya responded,

27.0%

21:09

130 Handle Him However You

them sat together on the sofa-one engrossed in the

conversation yet to come.

returned, having

to Freya, his voice gentle. "What did you want

Freya said bluntly, her word

everything goes as planned, he'll be sentenced to ten to

of surprise, then both blurted out in unison,

Wasn't this

him however you need to," Hugh reassured her, his

lift from

"Anything else?"

"No."

okay," Hugh