At the old mansion.
Knowing that Kathy was sick, the maid had already prepared some light dishes, with porridge as the main dish.
Kathy frowned, since she had already recovered, she didn’t want to eat that…
Now that she’s back, she wanted to have hotpot…
She looked at the man opposite of her pitifully, Kathy winked at him.
“Mm? Don’t like the food?” Joseph was elegant as usual.
Kathy frowned.
“What do you want to eat?” Joseph put down his chopsticks.
“Hotpot.” Kathy didn’t say it out, but it could be read from her lips.
Joseph raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, “No, at least a few more days before you can eat that.”
“I’m fine.” Kathy leaned over and grabbed his hand to press against her forehead.
But Joseph took advantage to caress her into his arms, with his arm circling around her slender waist, “You can’t let your guard down even if you’re fine, stop acting capricious.”
His face was stern, looking quite serious.
Kathy glared at him sulkily, she pushed him away and went back to her seat, slowly eating her porridge.
Joseph’s main dish was originally rice, but then it was also changed to the same porridge as Kathy’s.
Only then she smiled, “That’s more like it.”
“Just because you’re my wife.” The corner of Joseph’s lips curved up, his smile was tempting.
Kathy’s heart was like being covered with honey, incredibly sweet.
At night, Joseph stayed at the study room as usual. Kathy was thinking that she might need to go back to NCHV tomorrow to make arrangement for her future work.
But since Joseph’s was the boss of NCHV, was it better to ask him directly?
Kathy hovered in front of the door of the study room, she didn’t want to disturb Joseph when she saw him focusing on the documents.
Joseph had already noticed her and asked, “Why are you peeking me?”
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