Gluey Love Between Us
Chapter 1792

"Victor, you actually take the initiative to call me." Abigail said teasingly.

Victor was speechless. Had he never taken the initiative to call her?

"Eden..."

"What's wrong with Eden? Anson and I are quite busy today. Is she not feeling well? Are you a qualified husband? Eden is ill, but you don't send her to the hospital!" Abigail's angry voice made Victor stunned. Victor's face darkened, "You and Anson have been in the company."

"What do you expect? We're very busy these days. Will you give us overtime pay? Take good care of Eden for me. I will visit her after I am done with my work in a few days." Abigail always spoke to Victor in a bad tone.

Victor could feel her anger through the phone.

Abigail had been protective of Eden.

"Bye." Victor hung up the phone and saw Eden coming downstairs. She did not go to see Abigail. Where had she been?

He carried the food back. Eden was downstairs.

She reached out and took the food from his hands, "Victor, I'm going to cook. Just go to work."

Victor didn't give her the food, but stared at her meaningfully, "It's okay. I've finished my work. Let's cook together."

"Alright." Eden smiled and turned to the kitchen.

Victor looked at her back thoughtfully.

After Eden entered the kitchen, she found that he was cooking chicken soup. The chicken soup was very delicious, and it was suitable to be hot pot soup. She always cooked chicken soup. The three children liked it very much.

There was a layer of oil floating on top of the soup, smelling so good.

After Eden moved here, it was her first time to come to the kitchen. Looking at the chicken soup, she felt a little hungry.

"Victor, I'll have a bowl of chicken soup first. I'm hungry." Her smile was the same as usual. When she looked at him, her eyes were always so shy and bright. But Victor felt that she was a bit different. Victor knew she had something on her mind, but she just didn't want to tell him.

"Okay, come here. Be careful not to spatter any hot soup on yourself. The soup has boiled for quite a while."

Victor pulled her and let her stand behind him. Then he took out a small bowl, skimmed off the fat from the soup and gave her a bowl of chicken soup.

He let her sit on the stool next to him and drink.

He began to wash the vegetables. Eden was drinking the soup, while he was washing vegetables. They didn't talk to each other.

Victor couldn't get used to such an atmosphere. When they stayed together, she always talked a lot. She would gossip and talk about her design, and he always listened to her patiently. But she was very quiet that day.

She was so quiet that he thought he had done something wrong to make her unhappy.

But before eating, he chose not to ask anything. If she didn't eat, her health would be affected.

Victor was a little upset, but he cooked seriously.

Eden was indeed in a bad mood. Even though she pretended not to care, she was sad and depressed.

She didn't know what he was thinking about, and her heart was tortured by pain and grief.

Her heart ached for him. He didn't want a child, but he would rather hurt himself than hurt her.

That was why she was so ambivalent.

She tried to understand Victor, but if she kept this matter in her heart, she would be puzzled and anxious.

She would be troubled by the fact everyday.

Who wanted his heart to be broken by such a bad thing?

Eden was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do. She could only remain silent like this.

After forty minutes, Victor prepared all the dishes.

Eden took them out with a smile.

She did not want Victor to see that she was in a bad mood. She kept laughing and talking about other things.

She knew that Victor was her suitable match, and she didn't want him to worry about her.

Eden soaked a piece of tripe in the boiled soup and ate it after dipping it in the condiment sauce, "Victor, the condiment sauce tastes so good."

Indeed, since Jaida and Zaiden went abroad, Victor had been taking good care of her. At first, the food cooked by him was not so delicious, but his cooking skills were better and better.

He would try his best to replace time to accompany her.

"Do you like it?" Victor looked at her quietly.

Seeing her trying to hide her feelings, he was not in a good mood. What on earth had happened? Was it so unmentionable?

"Yep, we can have hot pot more often in winter." Eden smiled and ate a piece of boiled lettuce.

"Okay!" Victor was afraid that the hot soup would burn her hand, so he put some of her favorite food in her bowl.

Eden suffered a violent mood swing at noon. At this time, she turned all her emotions into motivation to eat. She ate a lot and didn't put down her chopsticks until she was stuffed to the gills.

"I'm so full." She touched her belly with a satisfied smile.

Victor cleaned up the dishes silently.

Eden helped him, so he didn't speak.

Victor put away the bowls before asking, "Eden, are you happy to see Ayman today?"

Eden glanced at him and didn't dare to look into his eyes. She nodded gently and said, "I'm quite happy."

"As long as you're happy. Let's go out for a walk."

Victor took her hand and walked out before she could wipe the water on her hand.

The evening breeze was very comfortable. They walked hand in hand, and the scene was warm. Some of the maple leaves in the courtyard had turned red. In the evening breeze, a few leaves gyrated slowly to the ground.

She reached out to take it and stopped walking.

"The red maple leaf is really beautiful." She held it in her hand.

"Eden, the maple leaves wait for the wind regardless of time and place. Their promise to the wind is sincere and passionate, just like my love. My love for you has never changed." Victor said to her affectionately. He didn't know what he had done wrong to make her so uneasy and unhappy.

Ever since she came back, he felt as if there was an impassable gap between the two of them.

"I know." Eden let go of the maple leaf, and it fell to the ground.

Autumn came, and it was a little cold at night. Victor took her home and said, "You haven't recovered yet, so you can't get in a draught."

Eden nodded and followed him home obediently.

Eden went to take a bath first. The more Victor looked at her, the more he felt that she was strange. He took a nightgown to take a bath in the bathroom on the first floor.

When Eden came out, she did not see Victor.

She didn't look for him. She had been tired for a whole day, and she was very sleepy. She lay directly on the bed and slept first.

There was his pleasant smell on the pillow. Eden smelled it, but she didn't have a sense of security.

Shortly after she closed her eyes, Victor lay behind her and held her in his arms.

Eden slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. Victor saw her quiet face.

He was shocked, and he spoke his mind unconsciously.

"Honey, you're unhappy!" Victor whispered in her ear.

Eden's eyes were bright and starry.

It was dark outside the window. It was good to live in the suburbs, because it was quite and peaceful at night.