Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 12 Cook for Her

Huston approached Evelyn, attempting to gauge her temperature by placing his hand on her forehead. Unexpectedly, she evaded his touch, causing his eyes to narrow dangerously and his displeasure to intensify.

Evelyn dodged without thinking because she wasn’t sure what Huston was going to do.

Now sensing the dangerous signals, Evelyn grabbed his hand and pressed it against her forehead in an attempt to make amends.

This act softened Huston’s expression slightly. “Your fever has subsided.”

“Yes,” Evelyn replied softly.

A brief silence hung in the air. Observing her tense demeanor, Huston averted his gaze before retreating into the kitchen.

Evelyn felt hesitant to walk away, given her recent experience of witnessing his anger the night before. She dared not test his limits.

the living room sofa. The afternoon sunlight poured through the sheer white curtains, creating a warm and

aroma filled

way over. Surveying the delicious chicken noodle soup before her,

slightly as he put

he had cooked it for himself, not

her lips, not particularly bothered. After washing her hands, she sat down, grateful for the opportunity to enjoy a tasty meal.

soup was absolutely delicious. But Huston ceased eating after consuming only half a bowl. Evelyn stole a few glances at him, quietly pondering, ‘Hungry my ass.”

and tormented her on the bed,

know how

“Mhm.”

you supposed to hire

having strangers in

him intently. “Isn’t it normal to have a maid?”

she couldn’t manage everything at home alone. Having

question, a flicker of loneliness and pain seemed to

Pain?