Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 383

“W-Why is she here?” Gianna exclaimed as she gripped the railing for support. “Didn’t Wyatt forbid her from coming down? Answer me!”

Scared out of her wits, the housekeeper stuttered, “M-Ms. Marsh said there was a misunderstanding between her and Mr. Lopez, so she wanted to cook for him and have a little chat. She also said he wouldn’t blame me… T-That’s why I—”

“So you were the one who snuck her down!” Gianna thundered, a fresh swell of rage rising in her. “The reason Wyatt locks her on the third floor and doesn’t let her downstairs is that he hates her! He’s going to blow his top if he sees her here. Argh! You’re such an idiot! Are you trying to get us all into trouble?”

“I-I didn’t know! I was only following Ms. Marsh’s orders…”

Upon seeing the spread on the dining table, Gianna added, “Did Wyatt call to say he was on his way home?”

“Yes.”

“What are you still waiting for, then? Take her back upstairs!” Gianna scolded as she gathered the other housekeepers. “Thank goodness I came down in the nick of time. Otherwise, you’d all be in hot water!”

Even though Wyatt hadn’t returned to the mansion for quite a while, everyone knew Gianna was the lady of the house. Why else would she always get what she wanted with just one phone call?

Therefore, as soon as Gianna gave her orders, the housekeepers complied and hurriedly helped the unconscious Jessica up the stairs.

Meanwhile, Gianna rushed back to her room to change out of her expensive clothes and into something more homely. In an attempt to look the part of the doting homemaker, she even went to the kitchen and put on an apron.

Disgusted by the faint smell of cooking grease lingering in the air, Gianna was about to spray some perfume when one of the housekeepers exclaimed, “Welcome home, Mr. Lopez!”

Without further ado, she grabbed the cutlery and walked out of the kitchen with a smile plastered on her face.

“Ah, you’re back, Wyatt! When they told me you were returning, I figured you’d want to stay for dinner, so I prepared a few dishes.”

Wyatt’s gaze immediately darkened when he saw Gianna, and all he felt was a flicker of irritation.

What the hell was I thinking back then? Why did I arrange for Gianna to stay at this mansion in Zenisan Villa just because she called?

routine? Are you sure you know how to cook?” Wyatt scoffed before

man and whined, “My goodness. You have so little faith in me! I can assure you that I was the one who singlehandedly cooked these dishes. The housekeepers

was thoroughly

it. Why are some women so much more repulsive

to your seat!” he grumbled, clearly running low

unhappy Wyatt was, Gianna quickly reined herself in and sat on the chair beside

a bowl of it. “I’m not sure if it’s to your liking,

Wyatt picked up his spoon and took two mouthfuls of the

flavor is also strangely familiar. Have

of the saltiness. “I’m sorry, Wyatt. As you can

while, isn’t it?” Wyatt muttered as he continued

reaction only made Gianna green

it’s reflected

wavered. “I can cook for you every day

“Forget it. What if your flawless skin gets damaged by all that heat and

doted on me, Wyatt!” Gianna said as she coyly hugged his arm. “Have you been very busy these days?

actions, Wyatt snapped, “You can move out if you don’t want

you could spend more time with

wiped his mouth

her teeth in exasperation as she glared at his retreating

how many men are smitten by my beauty? I’ll make sure

to his study, he suddenly recalled how long he hadn’t been home since the day he left in a fit of anger. With that thought in mind, he turned around and went up to the third

was keeping guard outside Jessica’s room, panicked a little when she saw Wyatt.

“Has she eaten?”

had instructed before, the housekeeper quickly nodded.

a look,” Wyatt muttered

the housekeeper was pale and trembling with fright, but she also knew

room, he saw Jessica in bed and sleeping

cheek, only to realize how