Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 927

Cherie pushed him away and continued walking forward. "I'm going home now."

Boyle grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms before hugging her gently. He lowered his eyes and stared at her with an extremely warm gaze as he spoke in a soft and deep voice, "My lasagna has always belonged to you and I'll only make it for you. You have no reason to feel awkward or nervous about it."

"... But you shouldn't carelessly make it for any random people though." It was the root cause of her disdain in the first place.

The tone of Cherie's voice sounded as if she was throwing a little tantrum. The sound was quite pleasant to Boyle.

Boyle lowered his head and kissed her forehead as he said, "Yeah, I know. I won't do it again next time."

Boyle then stared at her and said, "Today has been awesome though."

He lowered his head and kissed her again as he continued, "The kiss is your reward for today."

Cherie was speechless.

Boyle glanced at the table and said, "Well done. You stopped ordering iced Americanos now. You've done well."

He lowered his head and gave her another kiss.

Cherie was speechless.

She then glared at him and said, "You call this a reward?"

"You don't like it?"

Cherie was completely baffled by him as she remained silent.

She could not be bothered to give him any form of reaction.

Cherie walked ahead with a smile while Boyle went after her before holding her soft little hand.

Cherie flung his hand away but he continued to hold her hand regardless.

Both of them seemed as if they were messing with each other since the woman was constantly trying to push him away while the man kept trying to hold onto her.

Cherie returned home at night.

Just as she was about to go to sleep, her phone started ringing.

The takeout delivery man from downstairs said, "Excuse me, is this Miss Fudd?"

"It is."

"You have an order and I'm currently downstairs. Could you come out and get it?"

Cherie replied, "Just put it by the gate. I'll get it right now."

"Alright."

Cherie found the entire exchange odd since she had not ordered any takeout. She wondered who exactly had ordered takeout for her in the middle of the night.

When she approached the gate, she noticed a plastic bag hanging outside the gate.

Cherie brought it in and opened the plastic bag, noticing a Tupperware in it.

She wondered which restaurant would be so careless to give their customers expensive Tupperware boxes when they ordered takeout instead of single-use ones.

She brought the plastic bag up to her room. When she opened the Tupperware, she was instantly greeted with the delicious smell of freshly-made lasagna. Hot steam was even wafting out from the container.

Cherie was puzzled as she scratched her head.