Book TRK
Chapter 1201
He had assumed she was hungry and ventured into the kitchen to prepare a late-night meal. Eager to assist, he had rolled up his sleeves and asked, “Are you hungry? What are you planning to cook tonight? Let me lend you a hand.”
In response, Millie had hastily covered the items on the cutting board with a lid, her cheeks tinted with a blush.
He was baffled as to why she seemed embarrassed.
“You don’t have to help me. I can do this myself,” she remarked.
Seeing as he had no plans on leaving, Millie wiped her hands and pushed him out of the kitchen.
“I can handle this, Marcus. ALL I’m making is soup,” she added.
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Having ushered Marcus out, she locked the kitchen door. Placing the pilose antler into a saucepan, she turned on the cooking range and then went back to the living room to watch TV with him, nestled in his embrace.
A span of forty minutes passed before Millie reentered the kitchen, presenting a generously filled bowl of soup to him.
Marcus inspected the soup, finding it weird.
“What kind of soup is this? Why doesn’t it have any meat?”
Normally, Millie incorporated meat into her soups. However, the bowl contained only the broth, which was strange. Moreover, an odd aroma emanated from the soup.
With a hint of guilt, Millie hastened to explain, “It doesn’t matter that the soup doesn’t have any meat. What matters is how nutritious it is. Just drink it.”
“Why didn’t you ladle a bowl for yourself. Weren’t we supposed to eat healthier together?”
Typically, he encouraged Millie to partake in the nutritious soups he enjoyed. Whenever she prepared soup, she would cook too much for him to eat alone.
Having heard his response, she backed away and responded, “I, uh… drank mine in the kitchen.”
Based on the look on her face, Marcus chose to believe her. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
As Millie hoped, Marcus finished the soup in one go. Eager to please her, he agreed to another bowl. However, the second bowl of soup tasted quite odd.
To discern the soup’s ingredients, Marcus opted to return the bowl to the kitchen himself.
She hurried after him and said, “You don’t have to do that. Just pass me the bowl.”
Upon reaching the kitchen, Marcus uncovered the lid and discovered the pilose antler. Huh? He knew that pilose antler boasted benefits for men, particularly in matters of sex.
Millie’s attempt to halt him was futile. She stammered, “You…”
Arching an eyebrow, he inquired, “Darling, are you unsatisfied with our sex life? Is that why you’ve cooked this for me?”
Millie concealed her face with her delicate fingers, overcome with embarrassment.
“No, that’s not it. It’s a tonic, meant to aid your recovery. I only wish for you to heal quickly. The doctor’s words, not mine. If you’re skeptical, feel free to consult the doctor.”