Before long, Adam Jones approached her with two plates of fragrant steaks, his eye corners brimming with a smile.
Elly Campbell looked at the beautifully arranged Western-style breakfast in front of her, its colors combined so appetizingly.
Although she did not know what it tasted like, the presentation was indeed very appealing.
Seeing the expectant look in the eyes of the person across from her, Elly picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of beef, and brought it to her mouth. As soon as she took a bite, she was momentarily stunned, then a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.
Frying a steak seemed simple, but in reality, it was a task that demanded skill.
Not only did the heat need to be controlled well, but each part of the steak also had to be evenly seared and tender. In this aspect, Adam had achieved perfection.
And the peppercorn sauce drizzled over the steak, if she had not seen wrong earlier, wasn’t from the prepackaged bag that came with the steak but was made by Adam himself.
The flavor was more delicious than the premade sauce, a quality derived from the freshness of the ingredients themselves, not from the addition of seasonings.
She had not expected Adam to have such a talent for cooking.
Without showing any emotion, Elly glanced up at Adam and couldn’t help but take another bite.
Adam had already walked around the table and sat down beside her.
Elly had the urge to say it was not delicious, going against her real feelings, but her mouth was faster than her brain, and the words "It’s good" slipped out.
After speaking, she paused, stricken by the illusion that she had been successfully bribed by Adam.
"Next time, your husband will cook for you again."
Since yesterday, Elly had heard Adam refer to himself as "husband" more than once, yet each time, it sent shivers down her spine.
But the person beside her seemed utterly unaware, his face always wearing a pleased smile, as if he was in an exceptionally good mood.
Elly decided to stay quiet and quietly enjoy the breakfast made by Nanny Jones.
Adam sat beside her, tilting his head to watch her savor the breakfast he had made for her, her relish warming his heart.
He loved this feeling of being alone with her, sleeping together, waking up, making breakfast for her while she waited quietly...
He could have had this ordinary but extraordinary life a long time ago, but he let it slip through his fingers.
Thinking this, Adam’s heart filled with fresh regret.
Determined, he decided he would make up for all the years he missed with his wife and children.
With that thought, he scooted closer to Elly, who was quietly eating her breakfast. "Wife, I want to taste something you cook. May I?"
Elly paused while cutting the steak and glanced sideways at him. Seeing him so close once again, she couldn’t help but frown.
Remembering what he just said, she asked in a nonchalant tone, "What do you want to eat?"
Seeing her engage, a joyful look spread over Adam’s face. Fearing she might change her mind, he quickly said, "I’ll love anything you cook."
Seeing Elly lower her gaze and nod seriously, she replied, "The boiling water I make is not bad. Do you want to try some?"
The joyful smile froze on his lips as he looked at Elly’s earnest expression, which did not seem like a joke at all.
In that moment, CEO Jones once again couldn’t resist the urge to post online—
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