Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1128

Anya was cooking up a storm, sweat dripping down her back. "Chad, you're home! Try the spaghetti Bolognese I whipped up today."

"In this heat, why didn't you open the kitchen window? You're drenched! Here, wipe yourself off," Leo said, handing Anya a paper towel.

"I also stir-fried a couple of dishes," Anya explained. "I didn't want the cooking smells to spread, so I kept the door closed."

"But we've got an exhaust fan, silly. Go take a shower; you don't want to catch a chill from the temperature change."

Leo adjusted the air conditioning to make it a bit warmer, while Anya headed to the bathroom.

Soon, she emerged wrapped in a bath towel, and Leo just shook his head in silent protest she clearly didn't see him as a threat.

Anya was about to head to the balcony, still in her towel, to grab a fresh nightgown. Leo quickly scooped her up and carried her back inside. "What are you thinking? I'll get it. You shouldn't be wandering around like that."

"No one's gonna see me. I'm still wrapped in a towel,

flushed cheeks and wet lashes, made her seem almost ethereal, testing his self-control. With a gulp, he

went to the bathroom, opened the window, and mopped up the

into her nightgown and came out to clean, only to find her

her forehead. "Silly, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. Do we really need to wait until we sleep on

an even deeper pink. "Chad,

a nap after lunch, then you can hit the

hair a quick dry before joining him

healthier. He used to just grab whatever bread was handy, not caring much about the details. But with Anya, it was all

you

last? Chad, do y prefer whole wheat

used to shop for groceries, relying on takeout and restaurants for his veggies. Anya, on the other hand, would head to the supermarket, saying, "Chad, I'll get you some crunchy celery; it's super crisp right from the fridge. Since you're always on the computer, I'll buy spinach and cook it for you. Let's grab some winter melon