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.

living room sofa. The afternoon sunlight poured through the

aroma filled

and made her way over. Surveying the delicious chicken noodle soup before her, she asked, “Is… is

as he put down

that he had cooked it for himself,

lips, not particularly bothered. After washing her hands, she sat down,

consuming only half a bowl. Evelyn stole

forced and tormented her on the bed, and now cooking for her… Evelyn felt puzzled about his personality.

know how to cook?”

“Mhm.”

you supposed

in my home,”

She gazed at him intently. “Isn’t it

first gotten married, she couldn’t manage everything at home alone. Having a

her question, a flicker of loneliness and pain seemed to pass over Huston’s face.

Pain?

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