She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 130

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!"

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a crimson

apron and joined Freya and Ethel

shed the apron and joined Freya and Ethel at the table. Freya, with a

heart swelled in his chest. His eyes. shimmered with emotion, a single

make the soup taste better," Ethel teased, her words

wiping away the tear, his eyes

with comfort. He

and Freya was finally willing to share a

her, Freya's chest tightened, a heavy, unexplained weight settling inside her. It was a strange sensation, one she couldn't name-an odd pressure that lingered, gnawing quietly at

first," Freya said, her voice taking on a

his voice thick

but the atmosphere was

and the food began to cool, left forgotten as they lingered at the

to sit and eat with Freya. He cherished this fleeting moment, as if it were a rare

occupied with how to approach

Hugh married Cheryl, then Edwin would legally

it would

conversation

his fork

had eaten, but she hadn't done much else. With the cook off for the day, it seemed only right that

Hugh rose, taking the dishes from the table.

was determined, and she let him

sofa, Ethel nibbled on fruit, her eyes narrowing with curiosity as she glanced at Freya. "Mina, what's the secret between you and Dad that I don't know? Don't just brush me off with 'you're still

responded, a faint smile curving her

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sat together on the sofa-one engrossed in the TV, the other

conversation yet to come.

minutes later, Hugh returned, having finished

to Freya, his voice

Newman to prison," Freya said

be sentenced to

surprise, then

this something Hugh

you need to," Hugh reassured her, his

a weight lift from

"Anything else?"

"No."

Hugh replied

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