Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 86 - 86: 86: Instant Noodles Dinner 1

“What is that?” Noticing the stuff in the bag she was holding, Baron Stuart asked curiously.

Emily looked at him and then at the bag in her hand before casually saying, “Instant noodles.”

Baron furrowed his brows slightly at her words, “Why did you buy that?”

Having lived for 28 years, he knew about instant noodles but had never tasted

them. He also knew that they were quite unsafe and had little to no nutritional

value.

Emily looked at him somewhat bewildered, thinking this man was quite amusing. What could one do with instant noodles other than eating them? Were they meant for hanging oneself?

“I haven’t eaten dinner yet.” Although she found this question somewhat redundant, Emily still answered.

She had been busy since noon and had not had dinner before going to work. It was only when she saw the convenience store earlier that she realized she was starving, so she bought the instant noodles, planning to cook and eat them as dinner when she got home.

Looking at the bag in her hand, Baron suddenly felt a bit hungry as well.

It was no wonder because he hadn’t had dinner either.

“Don’t you still owe me a meal?”

“What?” Emily was puzzled.

“Let’s go.” Without waiting for her reaction, Baron grabbed her hand and walked through the narrow alley towards the Green Haven Estate.

Once again being suddenly held by him, Emily was unsure of what to do for a moment, “Hey, what are you doing…”

Not far from the alley entrance, behind the sapphire blue sports car, a pair of high-heeled sandals slowly stepped down from a black jeep, then followed into the alley as well.

Looking at the brightly lit attic on the fifth level, Camila Walker clenched her fists again. In the moonlight, her sinister expression could be easily seen.

How dare a lowly person like her compete with Camila for a man? What an overestimation of her abilities.

Up in the attic, Baron surveyed the tiny little room, small living room, minuscule bathroom, and even the petite kitchen, unconsciously furrowing his brows.

In the empty small living room, there was only a wooden table and a set of wooden chairs, nothing else for furniture. In the room, there was only a single bed and an old wardrobe.

Could this really be a place for a person to live in? Baron couldn’t help but grumble silently.

“Wait here, I’ll go and cook the noodles.” Emily glanced at him and went into the kitchen with the instant noodles.

She really couldn’t understand this man. The big BOSS of the Futuren Group, deserting a fine dining restaurant to come here and eat instant noodles, had he gone brain dead?

Standing at the kitchen doorway, she took another look at the man in the living room before turning around to walk to the kitchen counter. After washing the pot and filling it with water for the two packets of noodles, she turned on the liquefied gas. While waiting for the water to boil, she opened the refrigerator and took out two eggs.

After mixing the eggs and egg whites, she took out a tomato and sliced it.

In the living room, Baron scanned the surroundings, thinking that if he were any taller, he would have outgrown the place.

Pulling out the small wooden chair beside the tiny wooden table, Baron sat down while waiting for his ‘dinner’.

The already small living room appeared even more cramped now with this big guy occupying it.

‘Bang!’ Just as Baron sat on the wooden chair, he suddenly fell to the ground, and the small chair collapsed….