Billionaire Destined Wife

Chapter 7 It's Delicious

It was uncommon for Elena to recently dream lovely dreams. In this specific one, her mom was treated in time and had the option to recuperate. They returned home together and life appeared to be all splendid and confident.

Nonetheless, the accusing of the ringtone interfered with her fantasy. Elena sat up from the bed and checked out at the bizarre climate in a shock.

It took some time for her to at last recall that she was married. She was unable to adjust to the change yet.

When she opened the entryway of the room, her look fell on William twisting up on the couch, embracing a cushion. The couch was excessively little for his monster body. His legs were hanging out, and a white cover was folded over him. The daylight cast a delicate shine on his immaculate elements, making him seem to be a Greek God.

Elena was happy to realize that William didn't take action on her last night, so she loosened up her gatekeeper around him.

Elena grinned to herself and strolled into the kitchen. There were eggs, bacon and bread in the refrigerator. It seemed as though the flavors were never utilized.

Elena put on an apron and started to make breakfast.

The bacon sizzled, and the scrumptious smell of margarine floated in the air.

William awakened. He scoured his eyes and took a gander at the woman caught up with cooking in the kitchen.

He kept on gazing at her in a shock. The sense brought recollections of the past, as a solid feeling of wistfulness immersed him.

Briefly, he thought it was a fantasy. His mom generally made breakfast before he got up when he was a younger, and the whole house would smell of margarine.

William ran a hand through his hair. The vision turned out to be clear, and he understood it was his recently married spouse.

Seeing that William was perched on the couch, gazing in a shock, Elena asked nonchalantly, "Do you need some breakfast?

The bread is almost prepared. Freshen up first."

She had made a basic breakfast of sandwiches and soup with anything they had in the refrigerator.

Elena was known to be a decent cook. Her mom Percy had even proposed she open a fast food once.

William before long emerged from the washroom, pulled a wooden seat, and sat down. His mouth watered when he saw the steaming breakfast on the table. He got a sandwich and took a nibble.

His heart faltered as he reviewed when he and his mom ate at this table quite a while back when he was a kid. William had eaten a wide range of food from costly cafés, yet nothing appeared to be at standard with what his mom cooked. Presently, Elena's food appeared to take him back in time - to bygone times.

William's face relaxed. He grinned at Elena, his eyes glimmering with feeling. "It's delicious. It tastes very much like what my mom used to cook for me when I was a younger."

Elena's mouth busted open. She didn't have the foggiest idea what to say. She had made him a basic breakfast with the fixings they had in the cooler, at this point the appreciation and feeling all over shocked her. She waved her hands, shaking her head.

"I'm complimented. Kindly wash the dishes after you complete eating. I have something dire to manage today."

William gestured and had his breakfast savoring each nibble.

After breakfast, Elena snatched her handbag and left. She had something essential to manage today.

Not long after she left, a black Rolls Royce trundled to an end outside the yard.

A man in a striped suit shot in with a bag.

Hearing the knock on the entryway and thinking it was Elena, William opened the entryway and inquired, "Did you fail to remember something?"

Travis Hilton's eyes enlarged. William's tone sounded oddly delicate. 'Is boss truly blissful about this marriage?' he thought.

"What are you expanding at, Travis?" Williams sewed his foreheads and looked outside prior to enticing him into the house. "Come in."

"Boss, I have pressed breakfast for you from the Osteria café."

William was a fussy eater. He just ate food from specific restaurant and food arranged by special chefs. Travis was William's assistant and was liable for his food.

"I previously ate." William shrugged casually. "You can eat it if you need. Then, wash the dishes in the sink after you get done with eating."

Travis was stunned once more. He was unable to accept the man before him was actually his boss. 'Can marriage at any point change somebody to such an extent soon?' he pondered.