My Lawfully Wedded Groom

the room in a soft glow. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the sudden burst of light, and then took a deep breath, feeling the fresh morning air fill her lungs. As she

likely that was. She know he despises her, but the look in his eyes last night left her wondering. She quickly dis

to each other, their words tapering off as soon as they spotted her. "Good morning ma'am," they said, but Isabella couldn't he

she asked the servants, hoping to make a good impression. However, their reaction was

eing his wife in the kitchen,

. "Tell him I insisted," she said firmly. "Besides, he doesn't have to know." She was determined to do this on

t with her. She thanked her for the information and proceeded to put on an apron, making sure to tie it securely around her waist. Her mother had always cautioned her about the importance of covering her hair while

r, coating her clothes and skin with a thin layer of flour. As she was in the middle of preparing breakfast, her husband Alexander walked in. He was wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants and looked incredibly attractive. His chiseled abs were on full display, and she

smudged across her lashes and brows, he spoke in a deep

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s if she had just emerged from a harrowing encounter wit

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ed, "And who said it's okay for her to cook?" His tone was cold and

ll be sacked," he continued, his voice stern and authoritative. The maids look

ng out for her but at the same time, she felt sad. I

one glance at her and ordered the maids out of the k

r. The maids scattered away immediately, leaving the couple alone in the kitchen. Is

asked while tying the apro

atched him take the sieved flour and add butter to

g to stand th

and staring at him, while he was cooking. She muttered a no and hurriedl

ity, she couldn't help but voice her question aloud, "Where did you learn how to cook?" H

As they had entered into a convenient marriage, she had never had the opportunity to meet his parents. She began to wonder if they were still

y but changed her mind thinking that

t to his neck, she watched as his Adam's apple moved in a rhythm as he swallowed some saliva, his lips were just a match to his perfectly sculptured nose. As she wanted to check out his eyes, her eyes met his, and she looked away, embarrassed

her down. However, as she observed her husband's demeanor throughout the meal, she couldn't help but notice that he seemed different from yesterday. He was warmer, more open, an

food with remarkable elegance as if he hadn't just dropped a bombshell on her. She looked up, her expression bet

dn't help but wonder what their honeymoon would be like. Would it be just like any other couple's honeymoon where they do nothing but make babies, she blushed at the idea of making a baby with Al