Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 925

Cherie had slept well.

At the break of dawn, Boyle woke up to prepare breakfast. He was not in a hurry to go to work.

He cooked porridge, spicy chicken lasagna, toast, and fried eggs.

Cherie woke up and washed up before heading downstairs. When she saw the man busying himself in the kitchen, she stood by the stairs and enjoyed the view.

God was fair to Boyle. God gave him a miserable family to be born in but granted him a smart brain and flawless body.

Judging from his appearance, it was hard to imagine he had a father that was both a gambler and kidnapper.

That was because Boyle looked courteous and honorable.

Even when he was cooking, he still looked incredibly handsome.

Boyle turned around as he sensed someone staring at him from behind.

He smiled and beckoned her over. “Come over here and give me some help.”

Cherie did not think much and walked toward him. “Help with what?”

He clearly knew she was a bad cook.

Boyle held her hand and gently pulled her into his embrace.

Just like last time, he cooked while she was in his arms.

“How is this helping you out?” Cherie asked.

Boyle smiled and nodded. His voice was deep and graceful. “It is.”

Cherie stared right at his chest.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearm.

As she lowered her head, she caught a glimpse of the orange tattoo on his left arm. It was still the same as before.

She touched the tattoo. “Didn’t you have the slightest thought of removing it?”

“No. I promised you that I would never remove the tattoo even if we broke up. I don’t want to break that promise.”

Her lips curved upward.

She was satisfied with his answer.

Boyle brushed his chin against her head. He was also content with her staying quiet in his arms.

He would slowly bring back the habits she once had when she was around him.

Everything would be the same as before.

He would slowly pay her back for all the time they had lost. If one year was not enough, he would spend two years doing so. If that was not enough too, he would spend the rest of his life by her side.

He was more than willing to do so.

After preparing breakfast, he scooped a bowl of porridge for Cherie when his phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Emily.

He was stunned for a moment.

They were once business partners and ever since their collaboration ended, they were not in contact with each other anymore.

Although Emily had a strong admiration for him, she was not the type of woman who would cling to someone obstinately. She gave up her feelings for him after constantly receiving cold treatment from Boyle.

Cherie glanced at his phone and her eyes went icy cold.

Boyle did not evade her and answered the call in front of her.

His eyes were fixated on Cherie the entire time.

Cherie did not care much about it and continued eating her porridge.

Boyle spoke in fluent English over the phone. “Alright… Welcome to China… No problem… Goodbye.”

Upon hearing their conversation, it seemed like Emily was in China and wanted Boyle to bring her around.

After the call ended, Cherie placed the bowl on the table and uttered, “I’m full.”

Boyle stared at her impassive demeanor and suddenly realized something.

The thought of Emily was bugging her.

Boyle remembered that in the videos she recorded, one of the things she complained about Boyle was cooking spicy chicken lasagna for other women.