" I made your favorite pasta. I hope you like it." Ethan said with a stupid smile and a slight blush on his cheek.
He never did anything to impress any girl. He never had to. His looks and charm always worked. And here he was cooking for his wife.
He not only cooked but wanted his dish to be the best in taste so that it could make a good impression on her.
Eva found him so different tonight. He was like the man of her dreams.
Of course, she had loved him all her life. But she secretly wanted him to do something like this. That was her dream.
And today, her dream has come true.
She was staring at his face without blinking.
" How do you know pasta is my favorite?" She asked.
" Ah huh, I actually asked Grayson what you like most to eat-home cooked." He responded honestly.
She nodded,
