A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire novel Chapter 62

It was finally the following day.

Eliza stirred bright and early.

After Tanner was done with his work the previous day, he spent the rest of his time with her. No matter if she was sketching or listening to music, he'd just cuddle with her back to him, doing absolutely nothing.

She was rather bashful about his sudden gentleness.

"You..."

She wanted to ask why he clung to her, but she then thought it didn't feel right as soon as she spoke, an absolute buzzkill. Plus, their position was super intimate!

"Don't say a word."

Tanner mumbled.

She wouldn't understand how distressed he was when he scooped her out of the cold bathwater. Now that it was in the past, he felt secure holding her quietly in his arms.

At night, she even had to prove to him she had fully recovered, no more dizziness, no more sore throat, no more weak limbs!

She didn't get why he was so concerned, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't happy; he really had her swooned!

……

Tanner's sleeping face was right in front of her; only when he was asleep did he not appear so intimidating.

"Morning, Mr. Deleon."

Whispering, she snuck a kiss on his forehead while he was asleep. She traced his sharp features lightly as she latched her gaze on him, only getting out of bed a while later.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom; Eliza had gone to wash up. Back in the bed, Tanner opened his eyes, his smile revealing his good mood.

"Morning, Mrs. Deleon."

Seeing Tanner was still in deep slumber when she came out, she tried to keep the noises down, not wanting to rouse him, putting on some light makeup to make herself appear more dainty.

With that, she tiptoed outside, slowly closing the door.

Breakfast was almost ready, and Eliza waited patiently on the sofa, texting Gracelynn.

"Gracelynn, how have you been lately? I'm free today. Do you have time? I've missed you."

Gracelynn didn't reply to her, but she wasn't in a hurry either, snuggling on the sofa, flipping through the channels.

There generally wasn't anything interesting in the morning, so she turned the TV off after changing a few channels.

Gracelynn still hadn't replied, but Aunt Bell had gotten the breakfast ready.

After setting the table, Aunt Bell first invited Mrs. Deleon to the dining table before going up to tell Mr. Deleon breakfast was ready.

It was spaghetti for breakfast that day, and it smelled amazing.

However, Eliza didn't look too happy.

Apart from waiting for Tanner, there was another reason she didn't touch her plate. Then again…

There was also a bowl of cherry tomatoes on the table. No one would notice if she snuck a few bites, right?

Usually, only Aunt Bell would stay aside when they had breakfast. The other servants had other work to do, so there wasn't anyone else there right then.

It would still take some time before Tanner came down; it should be fine if she ate a couple. Having that thought in mind, Eliza quietly popped a few in her mouth.

Ms. Bell caught what Mrs. Deleon was doing as soon as she came down, but she only smiled and said nothing. To give her more time to 'commit her crime', she consciously walked to the kitchen.

Mrs. Deleon sure was adorable…

……

Eliza was sitting upright, waiting when Tanner came down.

He naturally saw the sad-looking bowl of cherry tomatoes on the table. Aunt Bell wouldn't make such a rookie mistake; this piglet must have snuck a few bites.

Eliza was also a little mortified; she had only planned to eat a couple, but she had been the only one downstairs, so there were only a few left by the time she realized. Anybody with the right mind could tell why.

Having a nagging feeling that Tanner was looking at her with a judgmental gaze, she looked up, and sure enough, she saw a hint of contempt beneath his eyes.

Eliza wanted to explain herself but didn't know what to say, looking all hesitant.

Tanner took his seat, speaking with morning hoarseness.

"I can still afford some fruits."

He thought her reaction was exceptionally adorable, teasing her; sure enough, she was even more mortified.

Quirking his lips, he was in a good mood all because he was pleased with Eliza's performance that morning. So be it that she snuck a few bites of the cherry tomatoes; after all, he had long known he had gotten himself a piglet.

After the minor episode, they began eating.

The spaghetti was delicious, but she never liked them very much growing up.

Raelyn loved spaghetti, so breakfast in the Stone residence was quite often that. But she would be criticized nearly every time as she wasn't good at picking them up. She'd either twirl too much spaghetti up, or she couldn't twirl any at all.

On the contrary, Raelyn's sophistication was on a completely different level. It was hard to look elegant eating pasta, but Raelyn could do it.

Because of their drastic differences, her stepfather would diatribe her or her mother. But she still adored her older sister. Not only was she talented, but also graceful; she was the epitome of perfect.

Just when she thought Raelyn's actions were already great, Tanner was on a whole nother level than Raelyn. He used the fork with ease, never making a sound the entire meal.

He was even a sight to behold when he ate while she struggled with the spaghetti.

Eliza was upset, and Tanner was speechless. She was probably the only woman who'd struggle so much eating spaghetti.

His grandmother minded etiquette and manners so much. Did he really have to groom her into somewhat a socialite?

Tanner was already done with his plate, watching Eliza, who had trouble twirling with her fork, stab the spaghetti vengefully.

She thought eating spaghetti was the worst! At the thought of Tanner seeing her horrible table manners, she surrendered no matter how delicious it was!

"I'm done."

She pushed the plate away and put her fork down.