Chapter 674
Chapter 674:
When Richard turned to leave, and the door clicked shut behind him, Jenessa exhaled a breath she didn’t realize she was holding.
Just last night, she had moved into Richard’s house.
Because now, they were engaged.
For a fleeting moment, she stood there, lost in a daze, before snapping back to reality. She hurried off to wash up, her thoughts spinning with the suddenness of everything.
Descending the grand staircase, Jenessa entered the dining room and paused, her eyes widening in surprise. Richard was in the kitchen, his sleeves rolled up, moving with practiced ease.
It was an unexpected sight—the man, surrounded by gleaming appliances and an array of fresh ingredients. With so many servants at their disposal, why was he cooking for himself?
Richard emerged, steadily balancing several dishes on his arms, and placed them on the table with care.
The vibrant colors, the tempting aroma, and the artful presentation—everything suggested he was no novice in the kitchen.
“The doctor mentioned last night that you need more nutritious food now,” Richard said softly, his tone tinged with concern.
“Fortunately, I’ve picked up a few recipes over the years. Try these. If they’re not to your liking, I can whip up something else p>
Warmth blossomed in Jenessa’s chest at his words.
Richard had always been attentive to her health and well-being, ensuring every detail of her life was carefully tended to. Salivating at the appetizing spread before her, she eagerly picked up her fork and sampled one of the dishes.
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The flavors burst on her tongue, and her eyes lit up in pleasant surprise.
“It’s delicious!” she exclaimed, sincerity ringing in her voice.
The tension between Richard’s brows visibly eased, his gaze turning affectionate.
Then he gestured toward the other dishes with a hint of anticipation and asked, “What about these p>
Jenessa took her time tasting each dish, savoring them one by one. They were all expertly prepared, light yet flavorful—perfect for an expecting mother like her.
A gentle smile curved Richard’s lips as he watched her.
“I’m glad you like them. I’ve learned other recipes, too. If you’re craving anything, just let me know p>
Jenessa hesitated, concern furrowing her brow.
“But you’re already so busy at the company. You don’t need to spend your time doing this p>
Richard met her gaze, his expression earnest.
“Taking care of you is my responsibility. We’re engaged now. You’re my fiancée. It’s not a burden—it’s what I want to do p>
His serious tone touched something deep within her, and Jenessa felt her heart swell with emotion.
If this was the life that lay ahead with Richard—peaceful, steady, and filled with moments of quiet care—it was a life she could embrace with open arms.
After breakfast, Jenessa made her way to the studio. However, the moment she stepped through the glass doors, her employees hurriedly flocked to her, concern written all over their faces.
“Are you okay?” one of the employees asked anxiously.