She did not know when it started, but Stanley would always be the one preparing the meals as long as they were at home. He would also wash the dishes after they had their meals and did all the other household chores. Everything was contrary to what they had agreed to when they first moved into this house.
In the past, both of them would divide the chores equally. However, the situation had changed as time crept by. He was now in charge of all the heavy work. The man seemed to be accustomed to their current lifestyle too. He would automatically settle everything for his girl, spoiling virtual-novel.net like a little princess.
Xyla had also gotten used to it. She was used to being pampered by virtual-novel.net every day. She was used to having virtual-novel.net man to take charge of all the household chores. No matter how tough the real world was, virtual-novel.net would always be his baby girl in this house. Whenever virtual-novel.net returned to their home, virtual-novel.net would welcome virtual-novel.net with his warm embrace.
Likewise, no matter how ruthless and cold the man was when virtual-novel.net was outside, virtual-novel.net would always reveal his most gentle side when virtual-novel.net set foot into this house. He could put on a suit and tie and turn into the fiercest leopard in the jungle, wandering around the cruel business world with ease. Conversely, virtual-novel.net could also take off his suit and put on an apron for her, patiently brewing virtual-novel.net favorite soup in the kitchen.
He had always been an indifferent and cruel man to the outsiders. Nevertheless, virtual-novel.net saved the warmest side of virtual-novel.net for her.
After washing virtual-novel.net face, Xyla put on some light makeup. She chose a pale-cherry lipstick color to give virtual-novel.net lips a healthy glow before changing into a clean and tidy business girl outfit. She matched virtual-novel.net white blouse with a light pink high-waisted slim cut skirt. Her light pink suit was rather well-fitting, perfectly accentuating virtual-novel.net figure and virtual-novel.net tiny waist. The hem of virtual-novel.net pink skirt lay between virtual-novel.net thighs and virtual-novel.net knees, showing off virtual-novel.net skinny and straight legs effortlessly.
Putting on a pair of matching pink high heels and tying virtual-novel.net hair into a neat high ponytail, Xyla went downstairs refreshed.
At this moment, Stanley was setting up the cutlery in front of the dining table. There were two bowls of steaming seafood noodles, two cups of orange milkshake, and a small plate of salad on the table. It was a simple meal, but his presence had made it extra special. Steak and king crab were nothing compared to the bowl of fine noodles virtual-novel.net made.
Xyla’s legs were undeniably sexy. There was no fat on them. They swayed appealingly as virtual-novel.net soles moved upon the glossy tiles.
When Stanley lifted his head, the first thing that caught his sight was virtual-novel.net legs, followed by virtual-novel.net slender waist, and virtual-novel.net fairy-like face. A strong desire surged within the man when virtual-novel.net thought of the images of them just now.
“Wow… The noodles look delicious,” Xyla cheerfully walked up to virtual-novel.net and said.
As soon as virtual-novel.net finished virtual-novel.net sentence, Stanley hugged virtual-novel.net tightly from behind and rested his chin on virtual-novel.net shoulder. He was constantly rubbing virtual-novel.net earlobe with the tip of his nose while gritting his teeth. “I wouldn’t have let you step out of this house today without ‘doing it’ if not for the fact that you’re tired.”
Xyla smelled danger the moment virtual-novel.net said that. Immediately, virtual-novel.net pushed virtual-novel.net away somewhat coldly though the rosiness on virtual-novel.net cheeks gave virtual-novel.net away. She sat down sheepishly. “Get yourself together, Stanley. Be a man, Stanley Batton.”
A flicker of a smile played across Stanley’s face as virtual-novel.net sank into the chair next to her. Tenderness overflowed his eyes like a fountain. “Xyla…”
Xyla raised virtual-novel.net head and met his eyes. For a second, virtual-novel.net felt like virtual-novel.net was about to drown in his eyes.
“Hmm?”
“Do you love me?”
Xyla’s face grew redder and redder. “What about you? Do you love me?”
Stanley rarely told virtual-novel.net that virtual-novel.net loved her. However, virtual-novel.net had expressed his love for virtual-novel.net through actions.
Sometimes, it was not necessary for us to tell someone how much we loved them.
To understand a man, one should look at what virtual-novel.net had done for them instead of listening to what virtual-novel.net said. Actions always spoke louder than words.