Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 The Mistress of the House

Elena insisted on being diet haiged after only one day in the hospitah and although the young doctor clearly thought she was leaving far too soon, to the end she could do like more than sigh and continue advising her with professional patience.

“Even if you really want to leave, you should still rest a little longer,” she said.

Elena smiled and thanked her. “I’m already feeling much better, and besides, tomorrow is a very important holiday.”

When the doctor looked confused, Elena explained with a softness that was hard to mins. “Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve for us, and I want to go find my husband”

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Just the thought of Alexander’s face when he finally saw her was enough to fill her with anticipation all over again.

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for a second, then relented with a helpless smile. She understood well enough

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reunion meal.

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arily, having rented a villa instead of settling into d Elena’s things over for her. She didn’t call him, nd wouldn’t be able to talk freely, so instead she ingredients than she had originally planned. By as already three in the afternoon, but after quickly ough time. If she went back now, cooked dinner, er home, everything would line up perfectly for a

spoken to Alexander for the past few days, and now that er mood was brighter than it had been in days.

s and walked to the front door, but before she could finish door opened from the inside.

face with Fiona.

red cashmere sweater with an apron tied neatly at her waist, and ooked polished and striking, all soft color and studied grace, the draw a gaze whether she intended to or not.

ng inside the house still cut sharply enough to sour the good mood she had

a’s eyes, the feeling was entirely mutual.

ther of them spoke, and in that silence each saw the same thing reflected in the sure, and a chill neither cared to hide.

aside, leaving just enough room for Elena to enter.

11:00 am

The gioient Lena dawed the durdu

table had already been regered with wirele make it obvious what Fimga had been do

why the rich well of steak in the aur. The long dining

* and half prepared dishes, and came glare

as preparing

oliday dinner

“Give those to me. Fiona said, reaching out for the bags in Elena’s hards with the natural ease of von already acting as though she belonged there

Elena noticed it, of course. She noticed everything

Still, she handed the bags over without hesitation.

“Would you like something to drink?” Fiona asked.

“I’ll get it myself.”

Elena did not give her a cold look or a hard tone, because whatever else Fiona might be, she had helped Alexander, and Elena was not so petty that she couldn’t acknowledge that. But recognizing help was one thing, and accepting this performance of quiet ownership was another.

She went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of water, letting her gaze sweep over the counters as she did. Dinner was elaborate, and not by accident either. Nearly everything laid out there was something Alexander liked.

“That’s quite a spread,” she said, twisting open the bottle.

Fiona leaned lightly against the kitchen doorway and smiled. “It is. We haven’t had a proper meal since we got here, and today is a special occasion, so I wanted to cook myself.”

Elena took a sip of water and said nothing.

“No wonder Ari wanted me to go back,” Fiona added after a beat. “So you were coming.”

The meaning beneath the words was easy enough to catch. She was implying that Alexander had only wanted her gone because Elena was on her way, as though he had simply been trying to avoid an unnecessary scene, as though Elena were the jealous wife he had to accommodate.

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At first glance, it made Elena sound possessive and insecure, and made Fiona seem almost reasonable by comparison.

“He didn’t know I was coming,” Elena said calmly, leaving no room for Fiona to pin that version of things on her. “If he wanted you to leave, it had nothing to do with me. He was probably just trying to avoid misunderstandings.”

“Maybe.”

Fiona did not mention the argument she and Alexander had already had over this very subject.

Elena set down the water and began taking out the groceries she had bought, only to find, with almost absurd precision, that several of the ingredients she had chosen overlapped exactly with what Fiona had already prepared.

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Fiona noticed toe.

Finished

“There are a few dishes among these that Ari has always liked,” she said gently. “When he used to visit our house, my mother made them for him all the time. I learned how to cook them from her, and after she passed away, I made them for him myself a few times. I’ra just glad the taste still comes out the same.

She smiled as she said it, as though she were touching something soft and precious in her memory.

“If you want, I could teach you.”

Elena looked at her for a second.

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