She was not naturally adept at these tasks, but after living this way for over a year, she had learned a fair amount, albeit still a little clumsily. She ticulously smoothed every crease, hung the shirt back on its hanger, folded the underwear neatly into the drawer, and packed the outerwear that needed cleaning into a bag.
Vera Wave wiped the sweat from her forehead. Gazing at the spotless room, she sighed in satisfaction, then turned, went downstairs, grabbed her bag, and hurried to the nearby supermarket. Kris Cooper liked juice, and only freshly squeezed. She bought plenty of fresh fruit for him, then visited the fresh food section for beef and other vegetables. Finally, she carried the nurous bags ho and neatly arranged everything in the fridge.
She took a bottle of red wine from his wine rack, marinated the beef in a bowl according to an online recipe, chopped the necessary salad ingredients, placed the newly bought candles in their holders, and arranged the bouquet in a vase. When everything was prepared, and seeing it was almost ti for him to finish work, she picked up her phone and sent Kris Cooper a text ssage.
"Honey, I’ve prepared everything. I’m waiting for you at ho!"
She had initially thought that once they were married, she could cook for him and do his laundry like a proper wife... But now, it seed this might be her only chance!
On the other end of the line, Kris Cooper was instructing Glimr’s senior executives on upcoming matters. Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, he took it out and carefully read the ssage on the screen.
"Okay, that’s the work plan!" Tucking his phone back into his pocket, he quickly concluded, "I want to see progress by next Monday. eting adjourned!" With those last two words, he was already on his feet, striding out of the Conference Room.
He sent her a brief text in reply, then went straight to his office, grabbed his car keys from the desk, picked up his jacket, and turned to Tommy Taylor, who had followed him in. "Unless it’s an ergency, don’t call ."
After giving this instruction, Kris Cooper, car keys in hand, headed downstairs. By the ti he was driving to the apartnt, Vera was already upstairs, taking out a new dress he had bought for her on his last trip to Vanora and changing into it.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she slipped on high heels, went into the bathroom, carefully washed her face, and ticulously applied her makeup. Gazing at her increasingly radiant face in the mirror, Vera Wave lightly pursed her lips.
"Kris, I want you to rember at my most beautiful."
The words had barely left her lips when Kris Cooper’s voice ca from outside the bedroom door.
"Vera... Darling... Little one... where are you hiding?"
Vera Wave took a deep breath, stepped out of the bathroom, tiptoed to the bedroom door, and just as she heard him opening it, she slipped behind the door to hide. Kris Cooper pushed open the door and walked in, his hand already moving to unbutton his shirt cuffs.
"Stop hiding, I know you’re here. Co out!"
Quietly approaching him, Vera reached out her arms and hugged his waist from behind.
"You naughty girl!" Kris Cooper covered her hands with his and chided, "Be careful of your wound! Let go!"
She spoke from behind him, "I won’t let go!"
She might never get another chance to hug him like this. This ti, she wanted to hold him properly. Tightening her arms around his waist, she pressed her face against his back, deeply inhaling his familiar scent.
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