Chapter 215
Chapter 215:
From that pivotal moment, Ethan had secretly embarked on his cooking education—though his experimental phase had claimed several unfortunate kitchen implements as casualties.
He had discovered that her favorite dessert was green grape jelly cake and had devoted countless hours to perfecting the recipe. Before he could present his creation to her, she had confessed her infatuation with a classmate—Monroe.
Ethan secured another piece of cake with the fork and offered it to her again. “Please, have another bite p>
Regardless of past complications, Noelle now held the legal status of his wife. Noelle refused to endure more hand-feeding, so she claimed the fork from his grasp and continued eating independently.
Several minutes later, Ethan’s phone vibrated against the table.
She glimpsed the screen—Ruben’s name appeared. Likely business matters requiring attention.
Ethan made no effort to seek privacy for the conversation. He answered immediately, apparently seeing no reason to conceal anything from Noelle’s presence.
𝘉𝘦 𝘁𝘩𝘦 f𝗶𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝖾𝘢𝘥 𝗼𝘯
As she consumed additional cake pieces and sampled her beverage, Noelle grew restless. She rose from her seat to examine the floral displays scattered throughout the hall.
After wandering for several minutes, she glanced back and discovered Ethan observing her movements.
He had settled into a relaxed position, one hand maintaining the phone against his ear while the other rested casually on the table’s surface. His long, graceful fingers drummed a gentle rhythm against the polished wood.
Though Ruben’s voice continued filtering through the device and Ethan occasionally responded with a low murmur of acknowledgment, his gaze never wavered from Noelle. His eyes burned with dark intensity, radiating a depth of unwavering devotion that made her breath catch in her throat.
The intensity in Ethan’s gaze made Noelle’s heart race, and warmth crept up the edges of her ears.
Without a word, she turned sharply and walked back toward him. With a flick of her finger, she tapped his cheek, a silent nudge as if to say, “Focus on Ruben’s call. Stop staring at me like that p>
Just as she began to pull her hand away, his fingers closed gently around hers. His hold wasn’t forceful—just firm enough to stop her. Before she could react, he raised her hand and gave her fingertip a soft nibble.
A strange shiver ran through her, catching her off guard as a new sensation rushed over her skin.
Still holding her fingers, he looked up at her, his eyes locking with hers. From where he sat, his already striking face took on an almost surreal charm. It was the kind of beauty that could be dangerous if you weren’t careful.
Like a flustered kitten, she curled her fists and swung at him in mock warning, clearly saying, “You’re in for some serious trouble p>
A low laugh rumbled from Ethan, his chest vibrating with quiet amusement. Mischief glimmered in his eyes, and a slow smile took over his face.
Meanwhile, Ruben hesitated on the other end of the call, his report grinding to a halt.
He had been laying out important details, so Ethan’s sudden laughter threw him off completely.
Had he said something odd?