Returning with Triple Treasures: My CEO Husband Is Obsessed novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Bringing Snacks

Worried that Isabella might cause a scene with Xavier, the maids hurried over to try and calm her down.

Jacob shot them a grateful look before quickly heading back inside.

Now it was just Isabella and the two bodyguards left at the door. They gave her a polite but cold nod.

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Feeling frustrated and with no other options, Isabella moved closer to the door and pressed her ear against it, trying to catch any sound from inside.

But the door was heavily soundproofed–she couldn’t hear a thing.

“Mrs. Moore, the session should be over soon. Why don’t you relax for a bit? We can fix you some coffee and snacks,” one of the maids suggested, hoping to distract her.

Hearing that, an idea sparked in Isabella’s mind. “Coffee and snacks? What do you have?”

“We just put a batch of mini quiches in the oven. They should be ready shortly.”

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As soon as the maid finished, Isabella turned toward the kitchen. “I’ll help out.”

Inside, a few younger staff members were tidying up.

Isabella picked out a can of ground coffee. “The specialists have been working really hard. I’ll brew some coffee and take it over myself.”

The maids immediately understood what she was really after.

“Of course. That’s very thoughtful

you, Mrs. Moore.”

Everything was set–they were just waiting for the quiches to finish baking.

Staring at the oven, Isabella seemed lost in thought. “Why are we having quiches tonight anyway?”

She wasn’t in the habit of eating savory snacks this late, and Xavier never touched them.

“Mr. Moore asked for them,” one of the younger maids replied, exchanging a knowing smile with the other “He mentioned Jason might enjoy them, so he told us to keep some stocked from now on.”

“That’s right,” another added. “He said the little one might want a bite after the session, so we should have something ready ahead of time.”

Their words completely shifted Isabella’s usual perception of Xavier.

These maids weren’t like Jacob, whose role often involved polishing Xavier’s image.

They had started off wary and cautious around him, but now they smiled softly whenever his name came up–their fondness was plain to see.

“Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore doesn’t strike me as the overly thoughtful type usually… It really seems like he cares about you,” one maid ventured when Isabella stayed quiet.

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11:40 am

Chapter 189 Bringing Snacks

Care? It’s just a tactic,” Isabella muttered coolly.

Give someone a treat to lower their guard, then snap them back to reality–wasn’t that his usual move?

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“Well, if that’s the case, Mr. Moore must be one heck of an actor. He comes home exhausted, skips dinner, and still makes time to play games with Jason…”

The quiet remark made Isabella pause.

“Play games?”

The maid nodded. “Earlier today.”

“Jason refused to eat, so Mr. Moore went into his room alone. We thought he was going to lay down the law… but instead, he ended up playing video games with him.”

They’d clearly heard the game sounds from outside.

But what was strange was that when they’d tried to get the boy to play before, he hadn’t been interested. So why did he perk up as soon as Xavier walked in?

The maid didn’t get it, but Isabella figured it out instantly.

So the opponent the little guy had been playing against all afternoon wasn’t one of the maids–it was Xavier.

No wonder her son had looked so frustrated.

Isabella could easily picture the

scene.

Xavier must have challenged him at his ow

game to get his competitive spirit going.

The barely touched dinner on the table earlier was clearly Xavier’s prize.

A faint smile touched Isabella’s lips.

Even though she felt a little bad for her son…

She could totally imagine how irritated he must have been when Xavier got under his skin.

He’d probably eaten that meal fighting back tears.

“Mrs. Moore? Is everything okay?”

The maids glanced at her, puzzled. She shook her head lightly just as the oven timer chimed—the quiches were ready.

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“Seventy–one percent of the Earth’s surface is covered by water, and the average depth of the ocean floor is…”

The door eased open, and the man’s calm, measured voice trailed off.

All eyes turned toward the entrance.

Isabella walked in slowly, followed by maids carrying a tray with coffee and snacks, which they set before the specialists.

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