The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Lucian, I made this lunch especially for you this morning. It’s a porcini mushroom soup that I’ve been simmering all morning. Give it a try?

Penelope lifted the lunchbox, and the fragrant scent of mushroom soup immediately filled the air.

Lucian took a sip and was instantly surprised.

He had always thought that Penelope was a pampered little rich girl. He didn’t expect her to be able to cook, let alone make something tasty.

He downed an entire bowl “Did you make this?”

Penelope blinked. In reality, she didn’t know how to cook. She would get dizzy from the smoke every time she entered the kitchen, But seeing Lucian enjoying it, she wouldn’t disappoint him “Of course,” she said with a smile. “Is it good?”

“It’s perfect.”

Penelope didn’t expect Allison’s cooking skills to be this good. It was as if that evil woman had gotten the upper hand. But she knew in her heart no matter how delicious the food was, Lucian would always believe she made it.

As she said this, Penelope lifted her hand, showing

pitiful expression, Lucian furrowed his brows.

go through all this trouble. I can have the house servants

your fiancée, and I’m carrying your child. I’m willing to do all

“Thank you, Penelope”

long as you’re happy,

to serve the other dishes from the thermos,

a few bites. The chicken was tender, the seafood slightly spicy, but

“Penelope, did you also make all

head, completely engrossed in her joy and oblivious to Lucian’s expression. She looked forward to bringing him lunch every day, eating together, and deepening

tasted too familiar. Perhaps his taste buds were playing tricks

afternoon that Allison finally

Adeline. I’m Allison, a friend of

woman painting her nails as Adeline. She looked a lot