A Husband For Killer Mom

Anxia was used to being independent and doing everything with her own hands. Her decision to let Richard know all of her affairs was already difficult, but she decided to give it a go. But not by giving her heart. Anxia still didn’t dare to entrust her entire life to that man.

She was afraid that no one would be able to help her if Richard decided to betray her and abandon her away.

If Anxia got caught up in that man’s temptation game, she was sure she wouldn’t be able to come out to escape, so she drew a line between her and Richard.

Richard was not pushy and respected Anxia’s wishes like a gentleman. But, after all, he was a healthy man with special needs. His wife let him kiss her, not only on the forehead or cheek but Anxia also let him kiss her on the lips. But his wife never allowed him to touch her more than that and built up a wall between them.

It felt like he was being served his favorite meat, but he was only allowed to lick it and was forbidden to eat it.

Well, there was nothing he could do but wait. After all, his advances had shown progress, which was enough for now.

That afternoon Richard received two notifications in a different group chat. One came from Kendrich, who reminded him to join forces against the boss monster at level one hundred tonight. While one of his Cerberus team members.

The light in his eyes shone with joy when he read the message from his members, but then the light dimmed again after reading the entire news.

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His members brought good and bad news at the same time. And this news addressed to his wife made him feel a dilemma.

Should he tell Anxia?

Speak of the devil, Anxia showed up from the opened door and came over to him.

“Richard, I have something for you.”

An inquisitive glint filled his eyes, considering it was rare for Anxia to prepare something for him. He chuckled in amusement as Anxia tugged his hand coquettishly as if Anxia was a child who enthusiastically wanted to play with him.

Obediently, Richard let Anxia pull him out of his study room, and they headed to the dining hall.

Isn’t lunchtime still two hours away? Why did his wife take him to the dining hall?

When they arrived at a long table that could seat dozens of people, Richard saw a mouth-watering aroma yet unsightly steak garnished with celery. On the side, there was mayonnaise, vegetable salad, and carrots cut unevenly to decorate the appearance of the steak.

With just one look, Richard knew the meat was grilled too long, and it showed from the dark burned-like color adorned it. The sloppily cut carrots and the seemingly torn vegetable salad made it clear that the one who prepared this meal was an amateur.

Which chef suddenly experiences amnesia, causing his cook to fall apart like this? Moreover, this steak was his favorite meal! He couldn’t accept it when someone served it imperfectly like this.

Before he could ask, Anxia had given Richard a fork and the meat course knife. Then she took a spoon to scoop out the vegetable salad before eating it, much to Richard’s astonishment at his wife’s behavior.

In the next second, Anxia surprised him with her words.

“I made it, and I made sure I didn’t put poison in your food. If you don’t believe me, I could eat this meat right now, but don’t blame me if I’m about to finish it.”

Ah? What?

Anxia cooked all of this? She prepared this lunch for him? Is he dreaming?

His point of view about this unsightly meal turned upside down.

This steak was perfectly grilled, and he didn’t mind the burn on a few sides. The strange shape of the carrot looked very tempting, and the tear of the vegetable salad seemed to invite him to devour them all.

“You don’t believe it? I will eat it.”

Richard hurriedly held Anxia’s hand, who was about to take back the fork and knife in his hands.

“Who said I don’t believe you? You prepared all of this for me, so you are not allowed to take it back.”

Anxia breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing her husband’s words. She’s been trying hard to learn to cook these from the head chef for the past four days.

Just like what Richard wanted, Anxia secretly tried to find out what Richard liked, and Anxia heard from the head chef that every time Richard came here, the man always asked the head chef to make this meal.

However, making a steak was more complicated than she thought, and she had no confidence in serving. But her cooking this time was better than the previous attempts and also...

There was a problem if she had to throw this steak away, as she wouldn’t be able to make it again for the next few days.

Anxia sat next to Richard, who was currently slicing a steak and then devouring it. Richard felt his jaw ache as it took him a little extra effort to chew through the rock-like meat.

“How is it?”

Richard did not answer Anxia’s question and continued to chew as if he wanted to enjoy the best food in the world without being disturbed.

“Richard, tell me. How is it?”

Annoyed that her husband still wouldn’t answer her, Anxia decided to take another fork to taste her cooking.

But before she could stick her fork into the piece of meat Richard was slicing, the man pushed his plate away by holding it high.

“You can’t take it. You can take the others, but this one is mine.”

Anxia was speechless.

Now that guy is acting like a child!?

To emphasize his sentence, Richard stood up while carrying his plate and moved to sit across from her, making Anxia even more speechless.

But her irritation evaporated when Anxia saw the man genuinely enjoying his lunch.

Is this what it feels like when someone enjoys what she’s made? Anxia didn’t know she could be satisfied like this and happy while watching him gobble up her cooking.

Well, at least burning down the palace kitchen only to serve this meal was worthwhile.