Chapter 7


    J had a peaceful night and even a nice dream after a long time. In her dream, she saw Hannah


    getting treated and recovered. The two returned to the countryside together and lived a happy life.


    However, the ring of the ringtone interrupted her dream. J sat up from the bed and looked at the


    strange environment in a daze.


    It took a while for her to finally remember she was married. She couldn’t adapt to the change yet.


    As soon as she opened the door of the bedroom, her gaze fell on Ethan curling up on the sofa, hugging


    a pillow. The sofa was too small for his giant body. His legs were dangling out, and a gray nket was


    wrapped around him. The sunlight cast a soft glow on his wless features, making him look like a


    Greek God.


    J was d to know that Ethan didn’t make a move on herst night, so she rxed her guard


    around him.


    J smiled to herself and walked into the kitchen. There were eggs, bacon and bread in the fridge. It


    looked like the spices were never used before.


    J put on an apron and began to make breakfast.


    The bacon sizzled, and the delicious smell of butter wafted in the air.


    Ethan woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman busy cooking in the kitchen.


    He continued to stare at her in a daze. The scene brought memories of the past, as a strong sense of


    nostalgia engulfed him.


    For a moment, he thought it was a dream. His mother always made breakfast before he got up when


    he was a child, and the entire house would smell of butter.


    Ethan ran a hand through his hair. The vision became clear, and he realized it was his newly married


    wife.


    Seeing that Ethan was sitting on the sofa, staring in a daze, J asked casually, “Do you want some


    breakfast? The bread is almost ready. Freshen up first.”


    She had made a simple breakfast of sandwiches and soup with whatever they had in the fridge.


    J was a good cook. Hannah had even urged her to open a small restaurant in the countryside.


    Ethan soon came out of the bathroom, pulled a wooden chair, and sat down. His mouth watered when


    he saw the steaming br


    eakfast on the table. He picked up a sandwich and took a bite.


    His heart stuttered as he recalled the time when he and his mother had dinner at this table many years


    ago when he was a child. Ethan had eaten all kinds of food from expensive restaurants, but nothing


    seemed to be at par with what his mother cooked. Now, J’s food seemed to take him back in time


    — to the good old days.


    Ethan’s face softened. He smiled at J, his eyes gleaming with emotion. “It’s delicious. It tastes just


    like what my mother used to cook for me when I was a child.”


    J’s mouth popped open. She didn’t know what to say. She had made him a simple breakfast with


    the ingredients they had in the fridge, yet the gratitude and emotion on his face surprised her. She


    waved her hands, shaking her head.


    “I’m ttered. Please wash the dishes after you finish eating. I have something urgent to deal with


    today.”


    Ethan nodded and ate his breakfast, relishing every bite.


    After breakfast, J grabbed her purse and left. She had something important to deal with today.


    Not long after she left, a pure ck Bugatti trundled to a halt outside the yard.


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    A man in a striped suit darted in with a bag.


    Hearing the knock on the door and thinking it was J, Ethan opened the door and asked, “Did you


    forget something?”


    Sean’s eyes widened. Ethan’s tone sounded strangely gentle. ‘Is boss really happy about this


    marriage?’ he thought.


    “What are you gaping at, Sean?” Ethan knitted his brows and nced outside before beckoning him


    into the house. “Come in.”


    “Boss, I have packed breakfast for you from the Michelin restaurant.”


    Ethan was a picky eater. He only ate food from certain restaurants and food prepared by specific


    cooks. Sean was Ethan’s assistant and was responsible for his food.


    “I already had breakfast.” Ethan shrugged nonchntly. “You can eat it if you want. Then, wash the


    dishes in the sink after you finish eating.”


    Sean was shocked again. He couldn’t believe the man in front of him was really his boss. ‘Could


    marriage change someone so much so soon?’ he wondered.