Feed Me, Wifey
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CHAPTER 98
"There is no doubt he ate his fill and passed out right here. Naughty foodie. Too sad I am not wicked as to think of hurting you because now, you are defenceless."
Once she got close enough, she peered closer at him. From the way he sat down, he looked like a cute little kid, but even more masculine and enchanting.
She found herself getting lost and admiring his handsomeness when her lovely session got interrupted.
"Oh, young madam, it is you," Helen called out.
She whipped her head towards the door and saw the older lady smiling at her. "I have to say, ma'am, the young master still hasn't eaten," Mrs Helen informed her.
"What?"
"Yes, madam. He refused anyone from serving him except you."
"Why?"
"Turns out, he meant it when he said he wanted your cooking and not just that, he wanted you to eat with him but you left him alone."