My Most Precious Wife
Chapter 303 Going Home

"Why don't you believe me?" Henry was slightly shocked by her words.

When he looked at her again, her eyes were closed, and she slept deeply.

Their eye contact disappeared all of a sudden.

Her smile also disappeared completely.

The one who smiled at him did not exist. Everything that happened just now was all an illusion.

"Why don't you believe me? Young Master Hunter..." Emily, who was still asleep, muttered in a low voice.

Henry let out a long sigh and returned to his seat to close his eyes.

He thought that if he closed his eyes and did not look at her, he would no longer think nonsense.

However, he did not expect that after closing his eyes, she was all over his mind.

He saw her smile when she was happy, her frown when she was sad, her expression when she was confident and her loneliness when she was lonely... Why was it all her!

With a sudden crack, Henry opened the car and got off.

He was so irritated that he wanted to smoke, but he remembered that he had never been used to smoking.

There was no cigarette.

Especially after he was with this girl, he would not touch the cigarette and was afraid that she would be smoked.

In fact, there were always some new things in his simply decorated car.

Snacks and drinks were all things he had never touched before.

His life seemed to have unknowingly undergone a big change.

However, he was completely unaware of it!

He was even willing to be a little girl's nanny!

Was this what he would do? This was unbelievable!

Henry leaned against the car door and looked at the distant blue sea.

He did not know how long he did that. The car window was suddenly put down.

He frowned and turned to look at the girl in the car.

She rubbed her eyes and looked up at him, "I've found my way out. Thank you for the sea. Let's go home."

Going home!

These two words made him surprised!

Did she think that his apartment was her home?

Emily did not notice his strange behavior. She said she wanted to go home because she had agreed to stay with him these few days.

She had no intentions by saying that.

However, Henry felt uneasy on the way home because of her words.

"What... do you want to eat?" Henry asked as he drove the car on the road.

"Are you sure you want to go out to dinner with me like this?" Emily looked down at his trousers with a look of disgust.

However, his method was useful.

It made her so sad and she even cried loudly.

However, after crying and enjoying the seascape from the car, she suddenly felt that there was more than one road in the world.

She had other roads. In short, there must be a way out.

"Then what do you want? Go back and change my clothes?" Henry did not know what she was thinking, but he could clearly feel that her mood was much better than the time before she slept. "My eyes are so swollen that I don't want to go out to eat. Then..."

"Take-out?" This was the only way.

"No. I want to eat home-cooked dishes." It seemed that it had been a long time for her to eat home-cooked food. "That's good. I want to taste the dishes your cook, too." Henry turned around and drove straight for the Sharp Group.

"No, I wanted to eat the food you cook. I never eat the food you cook."

Emily thought for a moment and announced happily, "Tonight, I want to try the food cooked by Mr. Sharp!"

Henry felt his eyes darkening, his hands trembling, and the steering wheel in his hands almost slipped. "Eat the food I cook?" Did he misunderstand her words?

When did he cook in these twenty years?

"Don't worry. I will be an assistant on the side. I won't let you work alone." Emily smiled at him.

"But I..."

"Are you unwilling to agree to such a simple request?" Emily turned serious.

When she looked at him, he seemed to have done something unforgivable to make her feel despair.

Henry agreed instantly when she flatted her small mouth.

"Really? Young Master... Mr. Sharp... Henry... Little Henry..."

"Little Henry..."

"Shut up!" What kind of nickname was this? It was too childish!

"So you like the nickname. In the future, I'll call you like that, okay?"

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"Little Henry..."

"I will do it. Okay?"

Therefore, an hour later, Henry put on his new apron.

Suddenly, someone took a photo of him from behind!

"What are you doing?" Henry felt panic immediately. Where was this girl going to send this photo?

"I would not send it to you. I just want to have a memento. What are you panicking about?" Really? It was just an apron. Was the photo of wearing an apron so hard for him to accept? "Actually, you are very handsome. You look like a family man. Mm, you are handsome!" Emily looked at her phone screen, and the more she looked at it, the better she felt. "No, I have to make a poster. Then I will hang it in my room. It's cool!"

"You dare!" Crazy girl! If she did it, he would chop her apart with a single knife!

Emily looked at the knife in his hand and was so scared that she shrank her neck.

"Why are you so fierce? You... Are you going to bully me?" Emily became sad and she was going to cry.

Henry was defeated by her. Why was he unable to withstand such a crying expression on her face?

He knew it was not true!

"I won't hurt you. Can I hurt myself?"

"That won't do either. I don't want to eat fingers."

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It was easier for him to serve the princess, even though he had never served the so-called princess before.

An hour later, there were three plates of black something on the table.

It was said to be something because Emily could not see what they were.

"Didn't you say that you will make braised meat and sweet and sour spare ribs tonight?"

Where's the meat? Where's the ribs? What was those in line?

Emily stared at the black food on the plate and frowned.

She just took a bath. Why did it turn out like this?

Henry was a little uncomfortable. He did not know the reason. One second ago, it was still raw food, but after a few seconds, the food turned into charcoal one by one. Emily picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of charcoal. The meat inside was still raw and bloody!

How disgusting!

She tried another plate and she could tell that this plate was spare ribs.

Blood, charcoal, oh... She almost vomited.

The third plate was better because it was vegetables. At least there was no bloodstain.

However, bugs...

"Have you washed the vegetables?" Emily covered her stomach as she almost lost her patience.

"This dish... was in the box. Haven't you washed it?"

The vegetables bought in the supermarket were packed in a fresh-keeping box. This was his first time to deal with this food. So, did he need to wash it?

"..."

"Oh..." Emily suddenly felt nauseous. She threw away the chopsticks and turned around and ran to the bathroom.

"What's the matter?" Henry immediately put down his chopsticks and followed.

Before he entered the bathroom, he heard her retching voice.

Was the food he cooked disgusting? He made her vomit like this!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐