May 20, 2024

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My V Husband. Chapter 48

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Chapter 48

Rose’s POV

I was at the kitchen, cooking and hoping that Ethan comes a little bit late so he can meet the food done as always.

After I left Sonia’s place, I went inside my room to take some rest only for me to wake and found out its late and I’ve not even started to cook for Ethan

I had been rushing in cooking for him and hoping I got done before he arrives, he would have been hungry.

The door opened and I left the kitchen to check who it was; It was Ethan.

We hugged and I planted a kiss on his cheek. More like a peck.

He arched his brow in surprise as he looked inside my eye.

“What?” I questioned and he rubbed his lips gently, he checked his fingers that rubbed the cheek.

“Can you do that again?” He asked and I chukled.

“Sure!” I replied and pecked him again.

“Ouch! …that’s really sweet.” He said and I giggled.

“Is that part of romance too?” He questioned.

“Sure ,it is.” I replied and he nodded.

“Erm…Can I also do it for you?” He asked and I blushed.

“Go ahead.” I replied smiling.

He pecked my cheek softly and I giggled.

I collected his bag from him and walked him to our room.

He began to und-r-ess while I helped him place his bag where it used to me.

“How was work today?” I asked as I sunk to the bed happily.

I felt so happy that he is beginning to light up when it comes to romance, and I’m really enjoying it.

I knew he would surely change , it may only take time.

Also, read  My V Husband. Chapter 173

He turned to me and said: “Fine…and…” He paused and hung his suit.

He walked to me and sat beside me, while I stare into his beautiful eyes happily.

“You wanted to say something?” I asked.

“Yeah, I wanted to give you update about Mae Josephine but…I’m hungry.”

“It’s almost done, I’m really sorry it’s not yet done.” I pleaded sincerely.

“Okay, just get me some fruits then.” He said and I walked swiftly to the kitchen to get him four bananas, four apples, a water melon and some sliced sugar canes.

I presented it to him respectfully in a beautiful dish.

He took the apple to eat but dropped it back.

“What?” I questioned.

“If a wife feeds her husband ,it’s romance right?” He asked and I blushed.

“Yes.” I replied fully smiling.

“Feed me.” His soft voice came through.