My Second Husband novel Chapter 381

Eudora's lips twitched. However, at this point, there was no turning back.

Compared with Amos, she might still have a chance, so she could not retreat.

Madam Westin saw the determination in her eyes and immediately had a good impression on her.

"The two of you, go back to your work. If you have the leisure to mind others' business, why didn't you serve the dish instead? Go and mind your own business!"

The two maids pouted and left.

After they left, Madam Westin said,

"Don't worry, although our master has a bad temper, he will not kill people casually! In a society ruled by law, there are sentences for killing people!"

Eudora nodded. "Thank you."

At the same time, in Tyler's room.

Ever since Tyler lost his temper yesterday, no one dared to come in to clean up his room. There was a mess on the ground, all of which were thrown around by Tyler.

At this moment, he was sitting in the middle of the mess and not moving a muscle.

Mr. Hale carried the dish inside nervously and placed it on the table. He took a deep breath. "Old Master, your favorite meat pie."

Tyler snorted, "Don't lie to me! Nothing I like is left in this world. Take it out. Take them all out!"

Mr. Hale was about to say something, but Tyler suddenly picked up his gun.

Mr. Hale was so scared his legs started shaking. He picked up the dish and ran away.

As he walked past the room, Tyler's nose caught a familiar smell from the dish. His eyes lit up and he said hurriedly,

"Put that down!"

Mr. Hale was stunned. He thought that Tyler was going to kill him. Unexpectedly, Tyler came over the next instant and took the dish from him.

Tyler looked at the dish. It was not as delicate as those that were cooked by the chefs. It was just a simple home-cooked dish with no special plating.

However, he felt a sense of warmth for some reason.

Tyler picked up his cutlery and ate it. After a few moments, his eyes turned red.

He had searched for this taste for more than ten years. Even though he had found a similar substitute, he had never tasted one that had the exact flavor and texture.

He did not expect to get to taste this dish again after ten years.

Tyler finished his food ravenously. Then, he ordered, "Who made this? Bring the chef here." Mr. Hale walked out quickly as though he had been granted amnesty.

Eudora and Madam Westin were chatting in the kitchen. Mr. Hale rushed in with a grim face as though he had encountered a big event.

Madam Westin stood up, "What's wrong? How was it with the Old Master?"

Mr. Hale was so anxious that he could not say anything with his mouth agape.

"The Old Master..."

Madam Westin hurriedly gave him a cup of water, "Have some water!"