The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1507

Nathan gulped a bit, his gaze shifting from her face to the pot in the chef's hand. His eyebrows knitted together slightly, his tone carrying a hint of reproof. “What are you doing here? The chef is already here”

Yulia bit her lip gently, her eyes flickered and finally shifted away, hiding the disappointment in her eyes. She moved a little, pushing Nathan away and stepped out of his embrace. “I'm fine. I heard that the chef your brother hired for his wife is pretty dope, so I was just curious.”

Even though she had been in his arms for merely a couple of minutes, Nathan felt oddly uncomfortable as he looked at his now empty embrace.

A dish was quickly prepared and the chef placed it on a plate, his gaze shifting between the two. He then stepped back, addressing Yulia, "Didn't you say you wanted to try? Here's your chance”

Yulia nodded slightly and reached for the kitchen utensils with ease.

The chef held the plate of food, cast a meaningful glance at Nathan, and whispered, "When a woman wants to cook, it's usually not for her own taste buds.”

With that, he gave Nathan a smile. Then he called for his assistant, and left the kitchen. “One dish is enough for ten minutes. I'll be back in ten."

He turned to Yulia and gave her a quick instruction.

“Alright” Yulia responded, wiped the pot with a clean cloth, and placed it on the stove.

Yulia thought that Nathan would leave as well. But he remained in the kitchen. Yulia couldn't help but turn to him and say, “What are you doing here?”

at her for along time, then slowly approached her. The fiery look in

head, picked up the

stopped beside her,

against her, completely enclosing her in his embrace. Her hand that was holding the

for a few days, huh?* Nathan's low voice suddenly sounded by her ear, and Yulia's heart

guess.’ To be precise,

“Hmm. Only six days.”

was only six days, but why did it feel like months or even years to him? This woman, was indeed addictive. Otherwise, why would

as she turned her head towards the kitchen door, she

Nathan, “Stop joking around”

particularly clear in her ear. “Stop

was their "home", his

softened. ‘No, stop joking. There are people outside, and the food is about to

turned by the man. In an instant, their lips connected, entwined together. His dominance, just like him, left no

peppers in the plate fell into the pot. The consequence was predictable. A pungent spicy smell instantly filled the entire kitchen. Nathan, who was enjoying his happiness, was caught off guard by the dry spiciness, and

Rose hadn't even

you guys eating fried chili pepper?” Rose couldn't help

the helpers, and pointed inside while covering her nose. The helpers quickly rushed in, and Nathan pulled Yulia

layer of smoke on Nathan and Yulia who dashed out. Their