His Versatile Gorgeous Wife novel Chapter 1352

Once the ingredients had softened, Arielle blended everything that was in the pot until it was smooth. She then added some cream and seasoned the soup before giving it a final stir.

“San, what yummy food are you making again? It smells so good.” The aroma of the pumpkin soup wafted out of the kitchen, attracting Pat to hurry into the kitchen.

“You little glutton. Your nose is so sensitive!” Arielle grinned brightly and pinched Pat's cheeks. Ah... This boy's cheeks are so chubby'.

“It's all your fault. Your cooking is so good that it turned me into a little glutton,” Pat said, blinking his eyes. It was true that he was not like that in the past.

“Oh? So it's my fault, huh?” Arielle massaged her chin and teased, “Maybe I should cook less in the future then. I don't want to turn my dear Pat into a greedy little kitten.”

Pat was shocked when he heard that. He quickly tugged at Arielle's arm and said sweetly, “San...”

“Okay, okay. I was just teasing you,” Arielle said, taking out a big, clean bowl and filling it up before placing it on the table. “Here, this is yours. Wait for it to cool before eating it, okay? I don't want you to burn yourself.”

Pat followed her to the table and nodded firmly in response to her words, never allowing his gaze to leave the bowl of pumpkin soup in front of him.

Seeing that, Arielle chuckled and shook her head. She then took another bowl, poured the remaining soup into it, and walked out with it.

When she arrived at Aaron's room, she realized Todd was not around.

Hence, she had no choice but to push the door open and entered the room by herself.

“Didn't I tell you not to disturb me if there aren't any important matters?” Aaron said in an annoyed tone, thinking it was Todd when he heard the sound of the door being opened.

“Okay. I'll leave then,” Arielle responded, preparing to leave.

Aaron was slightly surprised to hear Arielle’s voice. Seeing she was about to leave, he called out immediately, “Hey, sorry. I-I wasn't talking to you. I didn't know you'd come.”

Hearing that, Arielle finally turned around and walked over to his bed with the bowl of soup in her hands. “Here you go. Now eat.”

I've already made it, anyway. There's just enough for his portion. Besides, if something happens to him, how am I supposed to find out the truth behind my mother's urgency in looking for Henrick to get married back then?