Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 679: Chapter 479: Is He Trying to Feed Her?
 

Seeing that she definitely couldn’t brush her teeth, Emily Walker rinsed her mouth several times, feeling a little more comfortable afterwards.

Mrs. Noelle had already prepared breakfast, and as Emily Walker came down the stairs she hurried over, looking concerned. “Young Madam, I heard that your tongue is injured. What happened?”

Today, early in the morning as Mrs. Noelle was preparing breakfast, Young Master woke up unusually early and told her that Emily’s tongue was injured and that her meals for the next few days had to be light.

“It’s nothing,” Emily replied indifferently, and then sat down at the dining table.

Baron Stuart also sat down beside her.

She was about to reach for a bowl of porridge when he quickly grabbed it first.

She couldn’t help but look up at him. Why did he take hers when he already had a bowl in front of him?

Emily was stunned when Baron Stuart began the next move.

Is he going to feed her?

Is it because he feels guilty about what he did last night?

Last night, when she confronted him about his actions, Baron Stuart did not deny it, which only confirmed her suspicions.

Baron Stuart scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and delicately blew on it before testing the temperature with his thin lips. When he was sure the porridge was no longer scalding hot, he held the spoon up to Emily’s lips.

Emily turned her head and reached for the spoon, saying indifferently, “I can do it myself.”

However, when she reached out, he quickly raised his arm to avoid her grasp.

His ink-jade star eyes stared intently at her, as he did not say anything.

Looking into his eyes, Emily could see that he would not take no for an answer.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

She might never be able to escape this man’s overbearing nature and confinement in this lifetime.

Seeing the man’s unyielding gaze, Emily reluctantly opened her mouth and accepted his ‘feeding’.

Seeing her well-behaved compliance, Baron Stuart lightly pressed his lips together.

One spoonful after another, each time Baron Stuart would taste the porridge before feeding it to her, lest the heat irritate her injured tongue.

It was the weekend and after finishing breakfast, Baron Stuart did not plan to go out.

Emily went upstairs, grabbed her bag, and prepared to leave.

The man frowned as he saw her actions, “Where are you going?”

“My mother asked me to come over for lunch,” Emily answered as she strode toward the entry hall.

After breakfast, Angela Reid called her to make sure she didn’t forget their lunch appointment.

Since she didn’t want to see the man in front of her, she might as well go there early.

“I’ll go too.”

“My mother didn’t invite you.”

“… ”

Baron Stuart hesitated for a second. Even if her mother didn’t invite him, would she really drive him out once he was there?

It should be more enjoyable for everyone.

“If I go there, she will naturally invite me to eat.”

“Are you afraid I’ll run away!?!” Emily changed her shoes and turned around abruptly to face the man not far away. “I told you I’m going there to eat, do you distrust me that much!?”

Her tone was clearly laced with anger.

If she weren’t injured now, Baron Stuart would have wanted to pin her down and interrogate her about who that woman was in her words last night!

But every time he thought of what she had said, he couldn’t help but feel heartache.

[Do you know how much my heart hurts? My heart hurts with every word I speak!]

[Baron Stuart… why do I have to be the one to explain the things you did?]

Damn it, what did he do that night!