�You�re up.� Stefan was in a black sweater and a pair of gray joggers. He sat cross-legged on a couch, flipping through a magazine.

�Breakfast is ready. There�s a sandwich and some milk on the table. Hurry up and eat,� he said without even looking up.

Renee stood at the bottom of the stairs. She observed how the rays of sunlight shone against his hair, forming halos above him. She felt a little touched.

He�s normally very particular about the way he dressed up, and he always seemed leagues above everyone else. Now that he suddenly showed such a down-to-earth side of himself, Renee found it very refreshing.

Stefan was no longer the unapproachable bigshot in the business realm. Instead, he seemed like a gentle and easy-going person. He reminded Renee of a male lead in a certain idol drama. As a vain woman herself, Renee had to admit that she felt attracted to him!

�I asked you to eat. Why are you staring at me like an idiot?� Stefan asked.

Stefan suddenly looked away from the magazine and, without surprise, caught Renee stealing glances at him.

Renee looked frantically away and walked rapidly into the dining room. She picked up a sandwich from the table and shoved it into her mouth. It tasted decent. In fact� It was almost as good as Mr. Q�s sandwich.

�Did you make this?� Renee asked from a few feet away. Stefan was still in the living room.

�Of course.� Stefan smiled. He couldn�t conceal the look of joy on his face. Stefan kept looking at Renee despite the tall, black wine cabinet that separated them.

Even after Renee had entered the kitchen, Stefan never once looked away from her. The stare made Renee rather uncomfortable. She decided to turn around.

She finally felt comfortable. �You�re surprisingly good at this. I thought a spoiled young master like you wouldn�t have known how to cook!�

�I didn�t know how to cook in the past, but I took it up. Now, I can cook,� Stefan said.

�You actually took lessons for this? You sure have a lot of time on your hands.�

�How could you say that? Cooking for someone you like brings a lot of joy. I thought you�d have known�� Stefan smiled vaguely. �I heard you never even cooked before marrying me. Didn�t you train yourself to be a good cook because of me?�

�Who said that? It�s not true,� Renee refuted unconvincingly. If she claimed to be the kind who wouldn�t even enter the kitchen, nobody would dare to question her.

She was very different from ordinary girls from a very young age. She didn�t like dolls, pretty dresses, and playing with dollhouses. Most of all, she disliked going into the kitchen. On the contrary, she enjoyed fighting, guns, coding, and physical chemistry.

If it weren�t for her attempt to become a �qualified� wife in the Hunt family, she would never have even stepped into the kitchen. Her only goal in life was to cook food that Stefan liked. Now that she recalled this, she felt she must have been under a spell. She lost herself, and it was all for a man!

�I even heard that you desired my body and had impure thoughts about me!� Stefan added.

�You�re making things up!� Renee turned around in embarrassment. �I don�t like your appearance at all�� JrNovels.com