Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Letting Down All Her Defenses

Cecilia Vaughn casually put on some clothes, wrapped herself in a white cashmere coat, and lazily got up to follow Adrian Law to the dining room.

The man only mentioned making pumpkin millet porridge, but there were also some delicate snacks placed beside it. Cecilia was momentarily stunned upon seeing their familiar and enticing appearance.

Sticky rice dumplings, crab roe pastries, and a sweet soup of coconut milk with goji berries and Chinese yam.

"Did you have these snacks delivered from the Splendid Pavilion?"

She had only eaten them a few times and didn’t mention them much, but Adrian remembered her taste preferences.

Adrian’s long and narrow phoenix eyes lingered on the girl’s beautiful face. His thin lips curved slightly as he reached out and lightly poked Cecilia on the head.

"Weren’t we supposed to have a mutual understanding? You can’t even guess this..."

Cecilia gave him a perplexed look, about to rub her slightly blushing forehead. However, when she met the man’s deep sea-like gaze, a sudden brightness flashed in her heart.

"Did you... make this? No way..."

Cecilia picked up a pink and soft sticky rice dumpling with her chopsticks. After tasting it, she tried the golden crab roe pastry and the sweet soup of coconut milk with goji berries and Chinese yam. She was amazed each time she tasted one!

Although Adrian’s cooking skills had always been excellent, even surpassing some five-star hotel chefs, he rarely made snacks. Cecilia was really surprised at his skill in making such snacks.

Adrian’s handsome face wore a faint smile. He watched Cecilia’s dumbfounded expression, unable to resist pinching her cheek.

Hmm, it feels nice to the touch. If Cecilia’s cheeks were a bit rounder, with a bit of baby fat, it would be even better.

"What’s this, don’t trust your husband’s skills?"

Adrian didn’t mention that since Cecilia always finished the snacks from the Splendid Pavilion, he paid extra attention to a few dishes his little wife loved and even went to learn from the head chef there.

If those old-timers at Law Headquarters knew their CEO spent time fiddling with such things while being so busy, they’d probably go mad with anger.

— While being a devoted husband is good, it’s really a waste of talent in their eyes!

...

The dining room window was open.

Today the sun was shining brilliantly.

Golden strands streamed in like tassels, casting orderly light and shadow on the man’s face, manifesting his chiseled and fairy-tale prince-like handsome silhouette.

Being gazed at by Adrian like that, Cecilia’s face inexplicably flushed. She fidgeted, diverting her gaze with some embarrassment.

"It’s not that I don’t believe it, but... Adrian, don’t you think that you make me feel ashamed? Thank goodness my grandma isn’t here, otherwise, she would definitely comment on my lack of life skills..."

Cecilia scratched her hair, almost able to imagine Joan Sinclair’s exasperated tone. When in Veridia’s countryside, Joan would often say that she’d eventually be spoiled by Adrian.

But was it really her fault for not being good at cooking?

Cecilia looked at Adrian with a bit of complexity in her eyes. It’s his fault for being too exceptional, as it seemed that anything he wanted to do, he succeeded at.

How was anyone else supposed to live up to that!

With that in mind, Cecilia couldn’t help but scoop another big spoonful of the sweet coconut soup.

"Ah... I feel like you’ve spoiled my taste, I can’t imagine what I’d do without you..."

It’s easy to go from frugal to luxurious, but hard to go back to frugal.

Adrian watched the little woman in front of him wolfing down food, and the smile on his thin lips deepened.

"That won’t be a problem."

"Hmm?"

Cecilia looked puzzled, her black and white eyes blinking like a pool of clear water.

Adrian gazed steadily at her, his thin lips pressed down as he planted a feather-like kiss on the nape of her neck.

It was not about desire, but pure indulgence.

"Because a knight will never let his princess leave."

Cecilia was stunned for a while, staring at Adrian’s unparalleled handsome face, and her once-empty heart unknowingly filled with a growing sense of emotion.

"So it’s settled, Mr. Knight. This promise must not change."

Thinking for a few seconds, Cecilia brightly smiled, extending her pinky finger towards Adrian.

"Let’s pinky promise, then the promise is valid."

"..."

Adrian hesitated, then chuckled helplessly.

"Madam, you are very childish."

"What’s it to you?"

Cecilia slowly stood up, and among southern girls, she was considered tall. However, since she was in slippers and not wearing heels, she looked much shorter compared to Adrian, who was nearly 6’3".

Not one to back down, she stood on tiptoes, her almond eyes locking onto Adrian.

"Pinky promise or not?"

"Alright, let’s do it."

Adrian, compliant, extended his hand. In his twenty-plus years, he’d never done anything this childish, but as long as he watched Cecilia, anything he did for her didn’t seem out of the ordinary.

"Alright, pinky promise, hang on the hook, a hundred years, unchanged!"

Cecilia’s joy gradually rose within her, her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she lifted her delicate white chin, beaming as she hugged Adrian, planting a kiss on his chin.

"Yay! Promise made!"

He was so tall, standing straight, she could only kiss him there, but it didn’t dampen Cecilia’s excitement at all.

No one knows, children from complicated families mature early, and as an older sister, caring for her brother Evan Vaughn, who has a heart problem, she was always self-respecting and sensitive, with few childish moments.

But in front of Adrian, she unknowingly let down all her defenses.

You are my weakness and my armor.

In front of you, I never need to pretend.

This is the most beautiful love in the world.

...

Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law had a great day.

Meanwhile, Chloe Alden was having a hard time.

Locked up in the detention center, while the police didn’t deprive her of basic necessities, the feeling of being shut inside an iron box, cut off from normal society, was maddening.

Just as Chloe Alden was kicking the walls in frustration, Fiona Vaughn finally appeared.

After some paperwork, Chloe Alden was permitted to leave the holding cell.

"Fiona! I knew you’d come to rescue me!"

Chloe Alden, having been detained for nearly twenty hours, burst into tears at the sight of Fiona.

Upon seeing Chloe’s disheveled hair, Fiona couldn’t help but feel a bit disdainful, stepping back slightly without a trace, freeing herself from Chloe’s grip.

Oblivious, Chloe Alden remained excited.

"Fiona, what’s going on? Can I leave? Did Katherine North say anything about it being aggravated rape?"