Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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.

Wrapped in her pajamas, Evelyn sat on the living room sofa. The afternoon sunlight poured through the sheer white curtains, creating a warm and serene atmosphere.

Moments later, a delightful aroma filled the stillness.

surprise and made her way over. Surveying the delicious chicken noodle soup

an eyebrow slightly as he put down two empty bowls. “I’m

he had cooked it for himself,

bothered. After washing her hands, she sat down, grateful for

a bowl. Evelyn stole a few glances at him, quietly pondering,

the bed, and now cooking for her… Evelyn felt puzzled about

how

“Mhm.”

super-rich people like you supposed

don’t like having strangers in my home,”

intently. “Isn’t it normal to have a maid?”

couldn’t manage everything

of loneliness and pain seemed to

Pain?

How could someone as

Huston quickly regained his composure, as if what she saw had been a mere illusion.