Chapter 576

It was the middle of the night. Burgess had already returned home. Ethan and Olivia were the only

ones left in the villa.

“Are you tired?”

Olivia shook her head and said, “Not at all. I’ll watch TV for a while.”

She felt a little awkward. Even though the two of them were already married, she still wasn’t that

familiar with Ethan.

She was still reluctant to be intimate with him.

Ethan noticed her unease. He wasn’t about to rush things. “Okay, I’ll watch with you.”

Olivia was watching some soap drama while Ethan was typing away on his laptop by her side.

Olivia would glance at him from time to time. He was wearing gold-framed glasses.

The overhead light cast a warm glow on him and made him seem more gentle.

It was as if Ethan felt Olivia’s gaze. He raised his head.

Ethan was wearing a set of black silk pajamas. The pajamas had excellent texture, and they emitted a

soft glow under the light, which contrasted the bright golden glow from his gold-framed glasses.

Ethan gently adjusted his glasses with his middle finger and looked at Olivia. He asked in a deep voice,

“What’s wrong?”.

Olivia inexplicably started to blush from Ethan’s casual movement. “N-Nothing.”

Ethan set his laptop down and asked, “Are you thirsty or hungry? You didn’t eat much at dinner just

now. Do you want some supper?”

Olivia’s eyes widened as she asked, “You really can cook?”

Olivia thought that Madam Burgess’ words were over the top. She thought the other lady was just

intentionally trying to make Ethan look good.

Ethan rolled up his sleeves and patted Olivia on the head. “Wait here.”

Then, he entered the kitchen.

Cooking noises could soon be heard coming from the kitchen. Olivia had thought that Ethan would, at

best, make her some spaghetti.

But, looking at how busy he was, she began to think he might be cooking up a fancy feast.

The fire from the stove flickered and cast some shadows that danced on Ethan’s tall and slender figure.

After an hour, Olivia heard Ethan’s voice coming from the kitchen.

“You can wash your hands and prepare to eat.”

After she washed her hands, Ethan had already set the food on the table.

Camarones a la Diabla, Ceviche, and Aguachile.

Olivia’s eyes widened as she looked at the spicy-looking dishes.

She thought an elegant man like Ethan would make some fancy food for her. But instead, it was all

regular street food.

Ethan pulled out a wet tissue and cleaned his fingers. “I didn’t have enough time to make anything too

fancy. Have a taste.”

Olivia said in a muffled voice, “I didn’t expect you to make food like this.”

Ethan smiled and said, “You used to pester me for street food and cold beer. I don’t think those food

trucks were hygienic enough.

“So, I learned how to make the food myself. At least the food’s cleaner that way.”

Olivia glanced at Ethan’s hands. His skin was pale, so the blisters from the hot oil were very clearly

visible.

“You’re hurt?”

“It’s nothing. Do you want me to help you peel the shrimp?”

Although he was just asking, Ethan had already put on disposable gloves and started to peel shrimp for

Olivia.

Olivia felt Ethan was very attractive when he was focused, whether working or peeling shrimp.

Olivia felt warmth in her heart.

Although she didn’t have many relatives left, he was so good to her that she thought he might be

someone she could rely on in the future.