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.

you.” As she said this, Penelope lifted her hand, showing a band–aid wrapped around her finger from a cut she

pitiful expression, Lucian furrowed his

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

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

“Thank you, Penelope”

as long as you’re happy, that’s all

other dishes from the thermos, including spaghetti bolognese, roast chicken, and a

tasted a few bites. The chicken was tender, the seafood slightly spicy, but the spaghetti bolognese felt

changed slightly. “Penelope, did you also

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

dishes tasted too familiar. Perhaps his taste buds were playing tricks on him…

the afternoon that Allison finally arrived at Mercy Grove Hospital.

I’m Allison, a friend of

knocked on the office door and immediately recognized the woman painting her nails as Adeline. She looked a lot like Ashley.