All Out Of Love novel Chapter 48

Although they had slept together many times before, she could at least stay alone here now. She didn't want the man to take back his only space.

Grace greeted her briefly and then set off to work.

She asked Celia tentatively when everything was ready.

"Madam, there is still hot corn pumpkin soup in the kitchen. Would you like some?"

"No, thanks."

grace walked closer. "Mrs. Gu, you can have a taste. It is..."

Celia Ling turned her back again and didn't respond to her. At last, Grace had to go out of the room. She bit her lips nervously.

Grace sighed, standing at the door.

In fact, she wanted to say that Mr.Gu cooked those Pumpkin Soup for her. And her rejection of his taste disappointed him again.

Mr. Gu had only asked them to treat her in the same way they treated her before, but today he said that they would call her "madam".

Then...What about the American one.., To be honest, This one was really arrogant and willful. How could he spoil even his wife?

Grace thought that the way Carlos treated Celia was not the same as usual.

They shouldn't have talked much about the matter of their mistress. But marrying Mr.Gu and becoming Mrs. Gu was the dream of many women. Celia was different from other women.

When Grace just went downstairs, she saw Carlos coming back.

"Has she eaten yet?" He naturally asked for Celia.

Grace shook her head.

"Go get me a bowl of porridge."

Grace was stunned at first, and then she realized what had happened. She immediately went to the kitchen to get a bowl of pumpkin soup.

Carlos took the bowl of porridge in his hand. Suddenly, he thought of something, so he put it down and smelt the flavor of his body carefully.

When she smelled smoke from him in the hospital last time, she took a big step back. It seemed that she was very unhappy about it.

He thought it was time to think about giving up smoking.

He was a person with strong self-control. It was not difficult for him to quit smoking. Moreover, she was the reason why he addicted to tobacco. If she didn't like it, why not quit smoking for her?

But he finally took off his coat and went upstairs with the porridge again.

He entered her bedroom and opened the door.

Carlos suddenly stopped and didn't walk forward. He just quietly looked at the girl on the cane chair.

Wearing a white dress, she leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed. A light breath came from her red lips. She was quiet and peaceful.

Seeing this, Carlos couldn't help smiling. With her around, the cold manor looked like a home.

He walked towards them slowly and walked at a brisk pace in case of disturbing her.

However, Celia sensed that she didn't have a deep sleep.

She turned around and took a look at him. When she saw the bowl in his hand, she understood what he was doing.

"I'm not hungry." She said lightly.

"You need to have some porridge even if you are not hungry. Come, let me feed Celia. "

He sat down next to her in a rattan chair. He looked casual, but Celia couldn't relax. She was even a little scared of his approach.

She frowned as her lips were full of pumpkin soup.

He stared at her deeply with his long fingers holding the spoon. The smell of porridge filled the air.

Seeing that she did not open her mouth, he did not urge her, nor did he return. He did not show any signs of giving up.

At this time, Celia also had the childish personality, silently competing with him.

Mr. Gu was depressed a second ago when he saw Celia was in a mood, but now he smiled again.

He suddenly felt that it was not interesting to make his wife angry with him. Thinking of this, he slightly lifted his thin lips.

Emotion is a good thing. No matter what happened, it is better than being ignored.

He put the porridge down and looked up at her. She bit her lower lip, her fair face mixed with grievance and resentment.

Like women's sensibility, men were visual animals. And in the dim moonlight, this feeling would be unconsciously magnified.

Looking at her red lips, Carlos sensed the aura. His instinct drove him to have a desire for her.

His eyes grew darker and darker.