Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 661

It was soon proven that he did. It had been less than half a day, but he seemed to be back to his normal self. He was dressed in white woolen home clothes with an apron around his waist. He looked like a decent man from a good family. She knew that this picture of calm was superficial. His heart was riddled with gaping wounds. Her heart went out to him. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his firm body and pressed the side of her face firmly against his back, “Jackson…”

Jackson stiffened and smiled, “Why so emotional all of a sudden? I just wanted to cook, since I have nothing to do at home. Go and get showered. Dinner will be ready soon.”

She pinched his waist provocatively, “Alright, I’ll wash myself clean…”

Perhaps it was the effect from Jackson’s efforts to bring comfort, as Tiffany now felt much happier. She hummed a tune as she arrived downstairs after her shower and quietly waited for dinner. She stared at the glistening and fragrant feast all over the table and nearly drooled, “You’re put in a lot of effort, Jackson. It must have taken you a long time to prepare these. There’s only two of us here, so there’s no need to be so extravagant. We’d have to throw it all out if we can’t finish it.”

Jackson didn’t seem to mind, “I’m pretty sure that you can finish this. There’s just enough in every dish. It only looks overly done. I’m going to fatten you up again. With some extra flesh, I’d have more to grab. Any less and I’d feel like I’m hugging a bag of bones.”

Tiffany’s heart overflowed with sweetness. She heartily inhaled two large bowls of rice. As mentioned, the dishes on the table were pretty much wiped clean. After dinner, the pair cleaned up the kitchen together and curled up on the couch and watched television, the quiet passage of time feeling wonderful. An air of seduction inadvertently and gradually permeated the air.

Tiffany was lying down with her head on Jackson’s lap. She did not notice the gradual rise of thirst in his eyes. By the time she realized, his hand had created a warm sensation from rubbing the nape of her neck. She looked up at him, “What are you doing?”