My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1124

Culver could not help but get out of bed and walk to the opposite side of Naomi. He squatted down

slowly and looked at her.

It was the first time that he felt a slight throbbing in his heart.

Culver subconsciously stretched his hand out and wanted to touch the face of the person in front of

him. However, in the next second, Naomi seemed to have felt a threat and waved a fist at him.

"Who's there?"

Culver was caught off guard. The throbbing in his heart instantly gave way to exasperation when

Naomi's fist landed on him.

He clenched his fists and called out, "Naomi!"

Naomi's ears hurt from the loud voice and she could not help but cover her ears. Then, she slowly sat

up.

"Why are you shouting instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Before she finished her words, she saw the face of the man in front of her. There was clearly a red

mark on his eye, the result from her punch. She swallowed down her words.

"Ah...you're awake?"

Culver glanced at her. "You must have done it on purpose!" he claimed.

"I swear I didn't!" Naomi shook her head and explained, "I was asleep. How could I do it on purpose?

As for you, why are you squatting down here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

She thought about the incident in the afternoon, and hurriedly covered her chest with her arms.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"If you dare to touch me again, I'll show you no mercy!"

Naomi's red lips moved in front of his eyes. There was a mark on her lips from when he had kissed her

in the afternoon. Seeing it made his heart tighten yet again, and his throat clogged up.

He hurriedly got up and turned around.

"I'm hungry. Go cook!"

Naomi was also hungry. She had not gone home since she was taken by Culver. As she had not eaten

anything either, she was starving!

Therefore, she did not argue with him anymore.

"How am I supposed to cook if you don't release me?"

Hearing that, Culver quickly came over and helped her to unlock the handcuff.

Naomi, who had just regained her freedom, quickly got up and stretched her body. She was extremely

tired!

Culver muttered to himself when he saw how happy she was.

"Although I've let you go, you can't run away. This door has a smart lock and only I can open it!"

Naomi rolled her eyes in her heart again. Not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, she went straight to

the kitchen.

There were a lot of ingredients in the kitchen. Naomi found some ingredients that she wanted to cook

and started preparing them. Then, she took out some clams to make some stew.

It had been a long time since she had eaten anything. She needed some nourishing food, but she

could not eat food that was too oily, therefore a stew was the best choice.

She also did so because she wanted to spend more of that freak's money!

As she cooked, she inexplicably thought of Culver's sobbing. His pitiable voice seemed to be echoing

in the empty room.

She remembered that he had been asking why no one loved him!

That freak only knew how to seek sympathy from others!

She sighed and went to prepare the necessary things for the roasted meat. As if he knew from the

beginning what he wanted her to make, she noticed that there was a small barbecue stove in the

kitchen.

She marinated the meat as the other dishes were cooking.

In the living room, Culver sat on the sofa and looked at Naomi's silhouette in the kitchen from time to

time. His mind was in a mess.

He still could not tell whether it was a dream or a reality. How could he talk to a woman like that? It

would be embarrassing if word got out!

As he was in deep thought, Naomi came out from the kitchen with the dishes.

"Let's eat!"

After he saw the simple dishes, Culver was finally certain that what happened the previous night was

just a dream.

That was because Naomi in his dream had promised him that she would cook roasted meat and make

pot pie for him.

However, he was confused at his own fluctuating emotion.

After he verified the truth, he felt lost again. It turned out that it really had just been a dream!

The two ate their meal in silence, and then Naomi went into the kitchen again. Culver took his laptop

and sat on the living room sofa and began to work.

After she tidied up in the kitchen for a while, Naomi went out to watch the television in the living room.

The two of them were busy with their own matters, and an unprecedented harmonious environment

was formed.

When Culver bid goodbye to the person on the other side of the video call, Naomi turned off the

television and got up.

"Let's go!"

Culver thought that she was about to go to bed.

Therefore, he said in a muffled voice, "You can sleep in the guest bedroom next door tonight!"

He had handcuffed her the day before because he had been angry that night. When he found out that

she could not run away, in addition to the dream in the afternoon, he no longer had the need to

handcuff her again!

Naomi glared at him in disdain and asked, "Sleep? How long do you want to sleep? You can sleep

more when you're dead! Let's go to the balcony..."

Culver grabbed her by the arm and said, "The balcony has been sealed off. You won't be able to

escape even if you wanted to!"

Exasperated yet again, Naomi said, "Who said that I was going to escape? Didn't you say you wanted

to eat roasted meat? What are you dawdling about? Can't you smell it?"

As she said that, Naomi walked out.

Culver took a whiff of the air. Indeed, he could smell the aroma of roasted meat.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Culver suddenly realized what had happened the night

before was real and was not a dream!

He had complained to Naomi in such a weak and pitiful way.

Before Culver could walk forward, a hand grabbed him from behind.

"Why are you panting? Why are you acting so reserved now?"

It was not the first time that Naomi had come into contact with Culver's body. However, this time, he felt

as if he had been electrocuted when her fingers touched his arm.

An electric current spread from the surface of his skin to his limbs and bones at lightning speed.

The balcony of the apartment was quite big, and the view was decent. The weather that night was cool,

and there was a slight breeze blowing from the other direction.

It was extremely pleasant to have a barbecue on such a cooling balcony.

Naomi took a bite of the roasted meat.

She could not help but exclaim, "It's really delicious. It would be great if we could have a little liquor!"

Culver came back to his senses and said subconsciously, "There's some in the kitchen."

"That's no good. The one in the fridge is red wine! Do you even know what kind of liquor best

compliments roasted meat?"

Culver gestured that he had no idea.

They did not have their own preferences, nor did they have the right to try anything new.

"It's beer, silly! Fried chicken and roasted meat goes best with beer. They are the perfect combination.

I'll treat you to some one day!"

Culver nodded and agreed, "Alright!"

Naomi came to her senses again and said, "On second thought, I won't treat you! You're a freak, and

you're so mean to me, so I won't treat you!"

As she spoke, she did not forget to gesture at Culver's cutlery.

"Eat it yourself! Don't expect me to serve you, okay?"

Culver did not say a word. Naomi felt that his gaze was fixed on her. She immediately felt a little

uncomfortable so she asked, "What are you looking at?"

Culver shook his head.

He suddenly said, "I'll treat you better in the future."