Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 51

Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 51

Christopher reached out his hand to me. “Blow onto it. I’ll go and cook for you after this.”

I blew onto his thumb obediently and even licked it a few times. They say saliva can be used for disinfection, right? There, it should be fine now.

Christopher’s facial expression suddenly changed. He lifted my chin and gave me a fervent and intense kiss. It felt like I was about to be swallowed by him.

His kissing technique was rather impressive. I was completely overwhelmed by him as our tongues engaged in a fierce and scorching battle of their own. After he was done, I was left panting in his arms.

Christopher’s face was looking red-hot. This expression of his was very familiar to me. It’s the face he makes whenever he’s exercising.

After letting me go, the man gave me a pat on my head and uttered, “I’ll go cook for us. Try to behave, okay?”

I nodded in response. I’d like to avoid infuriating him again if possible. He’s scarier than Lyle when he’s angry. After he went out of the room, I was finally able to focus on my surroundings and figure out where I was. The house I was in had two bedrooms and a living room. The whole place was decorated very nicely.

I was quite fond of the interior design of the house. The light blue curtains and the checkered tablecloth complemented each other very well. Moreover, the carpet on the floor was very soft and warm. There were also a few vases of orchids meticulously decorated around the balcony.

After putting on a pair of house slippers, I went to the kitchen and saw Christopher cooking in an apron. Is this the same Christopher I know? Look at him go! I didn’t know he was such a good cook…

I really didn’t expect Christopher, who had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, to be so good at cooking.

Even though he was wearing an apron, he still looked suave and attractive. Lyle could really learn a thing or two from him. It would be nice to have a helping hand in the kitchen.

“What are we having tonight?” I queried. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He winked at me, saying, “Caramelized pork ribs!”

Upon hearing his response, I recalled the moment I first made caramelized pork for him. Caramelized? This is not going to be good. Surprisingly enough, the caramelized pork ribs tasted amazing. Ravenous, I finished all of it in one breath.

After I was done eating, I laid down lazily on the couch. When I saw Christopher glaring down at me, I shot him a bright and silly smile.

“Christopher, you’re amazing, you know that? The dishes you made were even better than mine.”

“If you want, I can continue to cook for you in the future,” he piped up while scrolling through his phone.

I shook my head before replying, “There’s no need. It’s not like I can’t cook for myself.”

Christopher aligned his eyes with mine and was reticent for a while. Suddenly, he uttered, “You should just live here from now on.”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll find a house soon. Living here is inconvenient…” I rejected his offer. I can’t possibly live here. If Lyle finds out about this, he’ll use this to claim that I am indeed cheating on him.

“What? This is your house. I don’t see why it would be inconvenient,” he replied nonchalantly.

Hearing his statement, I was bewildered. “I have a house? When did that happen? Why wasn’t I aware of this?”

“Half a year ago!” Christopher opened the drawer beside him and started rummaging through it. He then took out a property ownership certificate and gave it to me. Having perused through the certificate, I was stupefied to find out that the house was indeed mine.

Half a year ago was the time when Christopher first arrived in Avenport. Could it be that he bought the house for me during that time? “Why do you have my ID document?”