Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 427
How could she be so adorable? All he could think about was winning over her heart and body so completely that anyone else
would never get the chance to have her.
In the kitchen, Ariana squatted in front of the double-door refrigerator, rummaging through the ingredients in the fridge with her
sleeves rolled up to her elbows. With her eyebrows furrowed, she complained about the lack of ingredients inside the fridge.
Considering Theodore’s picky personality, she couldn’t understand how he had been able to put up with eating dried bread and
instant food every day.
She looked everywhere she could, but she couldn’t find any serviceable ingredients.
Theodore sat on the side quietly, his eyes following Ariana as she bustled about, his gaze never straying as if he was the kind of
husband who could never stand their wife leaving their sight for even asecond. ©
Of course, he noticed Ariana’s discontent, so he explained casually, “Aside from an old man responsible for the daily
maintenance and cleanliness of the manor, | never let anyone come in here. Horace drops by occasionally, but only to send me
things, and he only puts them at the door of the villa. That old man doesn’t know how to cook, so, whenever I stay here, I eat
what I have here.”
Hearing this, Ariana tried her best to resist her mouth from curling up into a smile.
She was standing with her back to Theodore, and the smile in her eyes was obvious enough to be discerned.
At first, she was dubious about whether Helen had stayed the night, but now she was convinced that Helen had never been
here. How could a delicate woman like her, as a patient with poor health, bear to eat what one could barely call food?

“What ingredients do you need? I’ll ask Horace to bring them over,” Theodore offered.
Ariana nodded and didn’t turn to look at him, trying to appear demure. She turned around, got some paper, and wrote down the
ingredients she wanted.
After finishing, she realized that all the ingredients she listed had something to do with Theodore’s favorite dishes. For fear of
being discovered, she furtively altered a few of them.
But her self-deceived demeanor didn’t escape Theodore’s observation. He didn’t show he noticed and was extremely cheerful
when he took the paper and handed it to Horace, who was waiting outside the door.
Horace was efficient and soon returned with the purchased ingredients in numerous bags.
He simply placed the shopping bags at the door and didn’t go in. As a senior special assistant with excellent working ability, he
would never be oblivious enough to get in the boss’s way.
As white smoke curled up, the hustle and bustle of the kitchen that had long since been bleak had returned.
Coughing on the smoke, Ariana fumbled for the button of the kitchen hood.
Although the manor had been standing for a long time, the equipment inside was high-tech and modern, and even an ordinary
kitchen hood was controlled with artificial intelligence technology.
Ariana was careful and quick, and soon two hot dishes were served.
During this period, Theodore had been sitting at the door, his eyes closely following the woman hurrying around the kitchen as
she worked.

That gaze was so intense it was as if it was going to swallow her whole at any second.
Gradually, Ariana felt increasingly uncomfortable under his gaze. She stopped what she was doing and tumed to glare at the
man behind her. “What are you looking at?
Is there anything on my face?”