Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 394

Chapter 394 Touching the Heart

He wasn't home?

Natalia looked at the time. It was half past five. He couldn't be going to the office again when it was this late.

Where had he gone?

To be honest, after telling him something that important, Natalia had been feeling uneasy. Waking up to find that the man wasn't here, she actually felt a bit down.

But she was a logical person. He was probably just busy with something, and could have left for the emergency.

Thinking of that, she shook her head and chuckled.

Since Mrs. Dottie and all the servants were on break, dinner was up to her.

Natalia headed to the kitchen and got ready to make something.

At that moment, the kitchen door opened.

A man with an apron around his waist, a pan in his hands was standing there, holding a plate of roasted tomatoes and eggs.

"You're awake? Go wash your hands, it's time for dinner."

Natalia was a little taken aback. "You haven't left?"

Archie cocked an eyebrow at her. "Left? Left where?"

Natalia stood there, gazing at him in his homely shirt and apron. He looked like a househusband. Her eyes moistened.

She threw herself at him and hugged his narrow waist.

Burying her face into his chest, she mumbled, "I thought you were mad."

The insecurity and sensitivity she'd never admitted to when she was alone bared themselves in their entirety.

The man's lips lifted slightly, feeling the woman's new sense of reliance and love. A smile entered his eyes as he murmured, "Didn't you want to find out how Mr. K died? Go eat. I'll take a holiday for a few days to help you investigate."

"Really?" Natalia lifted her face, overjoyed.

"Yeah."

Archie really wanted to pick her up and kiss her, but he had a pan in one hand and a plate in the other, so he couldn't.

"Would I get in the way of your work?" Natalia knew that he was busy.

"No. It's been slow recently."

"Oh, okay!"

"All right, go wash your hands. I'll get the soup, and then we can eat."

"Sure."

Natalia washed her hands and saw three dishes already on the table. Roasted tomatoes with egg, grilled fish, and a salsa salad. All her favorites.

Archie was still readying the soup in the kitchen. Natalia walked over curiously, asking, "I thought you'd never cooked before? You made all this yourself?"

Archie nodded, then pointed at the recipe book set to the side.

"Found it on the bookshelf this afternoon and picked a few things up. Give it a taste?"

Natalia went out, took up her fork, and tried the tomato.

Sure it wasn't a match for elite chefs, but for someone cooking for the first time, this was perfect.

Natalia had to exclaim, "It's delicious."

She tried the fish.

She was even happier with it.

Then she tried the salad.

Errrrrrr...

"Archie, quit business and go into cooking! You have a talent right here. This flavor is amazing."

The man came out with the soup, smiling, "It's really that good?"

"Really, try it!"

"Okay."

Natalia speared a piece of vegetable and was passing it to him when the man ignored her hand entirely and bent over, eating the piece out of her mouth directly.