Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 I Want Just You Tonight

As Stella's injuries required rest, Liam brought her home to take care of her.

Initially, she was quite worried as he was not the type to handle household chores; even cooking posed a challenge for him. With her being injured, she anticipated her home would be in total disarray.

However, she was immediately surprised the moment he carried her through the door. The house was clean and organized, just as it had been before her injury.

"Not bad, right?" Liam whispered with a smile, his gaze resembling that of a young boy seeking his teacher's approval.

Stella smiled sweetly. While she had always considered her husband to be a mystery, that judgment was mostly influenced by his habit of reading financial news in multiple languages from various countries. She had not anticipated him to be such an adept housekeeper!

In no time, he had placed two dishes on the table. She took a bite, finding the taste decent though a tad salty. Nonetheless, she was pleasantly surprised that he could prepare something like this.

"I knew it. You're the most capable and incredible!" She gazed up at him charmingly. "Seems like getting injured has its benefits. I get to be a boss who doesn't lift a finger, just waiting to be served!"

"Sure." Liam's chuckle was light, but his gaze held a subtle meaning. His voice grew slightly husky as he continued, "Then tonight, allow me to serve you thoroughly. How does that sound?"

Stella instantly blushed, and her heart raced uncontrollably.

He laughed at her and continued with his meal.

For her, most things were manageable except for taking a shower. Although he had offered his assistance, she had firmly declined. The man chuckled. "We're already married. Why feel bashful about this? Given your leg's condition, it's only natural for me to lend a hand with your shower."

She kept her eyes downcast and said nothing, her small hands tightly clutching her clothing.

Observing her unease, Liam did not press the matter. However, her downcast eyelids, the delicate nibble on her rosy lips, the blend of innocence, shyness, and flustered state surrounding matters of intimacy, and the soft, timid tone she used in his presence as if both refusing and welcoming-all these elements combined to push him to the brink of losing control, putting his restraint to the test.

He narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Well, go ahead." He handed her a clean towel. "I'll be right outside. If you need anything, just call me."

Stella nodded and quickly entered the bathroom.

After a while, Liam became worried and continued pacing by the door.

"Are you alright?" He knocked on the door, and the sound of running water momentarily ceased.

"I can come in and help you-"