Mark was up before the cock crowed, if he wanted to win her, he had to make sure that he did everything she wanted because she liked being in control. He woke up with an agenda on his mind. Make sure Lacey falls in love with him again and make sure that he makes enough money to take care of her and her family.
It was that simple, to be honest, aside from the fact that Mrs Richard was very hostile to him, he saw sense in what she was saying. No one would want to give their children out to a pauper. Lacey had really tried for him, taking care of the bills wasn't an easy job that anyone could do and for that he appreciated her.
So he was going to put forth his c.v to many companies hoping for positive feedback. He really hoped that he got one. One good one was enough to change their perspective of him. He didn't even want Lacey to lift a finger especially to work for that rude boss of hers and that stupid Alistair. He knew that right now, he didn't have the resources to fight them. So he was going to build secretly.
Moreover, he also knew that Lacey loved her job. She was just unfortunate to be employed by a pick me boss. He wondered why people didn't have integrity anymore because at the sound of money someone like Dave didn't waste time in jumping at any offer thrown at him. What if it was his daughter who was also passing through that phase was that how he'd treat her?
He washed his hands before opening the cupboard and bringing out the eggs. He planned on making omelets today specially for Lacey. The difference would be subtle but prominent that she would have to comment.
he blended a few spices together which caused the whole house to be filled with an aroma, he was proud of his creation. Well, he could call it that.
Mrs. Richard walked into the kitchen, " What is...?" She stopped in her tracks when she saw him fishing the food into their plates.
Mark stared at her briefly before returning his focus on what he was doing, " Good morning," he greeted her.
As usual, she didn't reply to him , which was very okay by him, he didn't care about her that much.
She saw the way a plate was mounted with eggs and designed like a professional chef would do. What's wrong with him? She wondered.
The other two plates were left bare and normal, " Who are the owners of these?" She pointed at the undecorated plates.
" You and your husband." He said promptly and she stared at him blankly. He ignored her and hummed as he walked about happily.
" So, you are just going to leave these meals bare?"
Mark sucked in a harsh breath, and looked upward. He didn't want this trouble today, he was so not in the mood for this nonsense tonight so if she wanted to poke him he wasn't available this time.
"You're ignoring me?"
"Mrs. Richard, what do you want me to say?"
She stared at him blankly hoping to intimidate him but there was not an atom of fear on him. Stunned by his reluctance to be intimidated, she exited the kitchen quietly and he smiled at her retreating figure.
The smell of omelet and bacon permeated the air and Lacey's stomach rumbled. She had skipped dinner so her stomach grumbled at the sight of food making her wonder what was different today.
She wasn't supposed to come into work until nine thirty so she had time to enjoy her meal.
" This smells nice." She commented and her eyes widened when Mark pulled out a chair for her to sit.
" Okay? What was he playing at? She wondered as she took her seat gently. The rest of the people stared at him in confusion there while Mr. Richard enjoyed the scene he was seeing.
It was about to get dramatic.
" Bon appetit, my love." Mark said and planted a kiss on the side of her head which made her blink in surprise. She wondered what kind of demon possessed him.
" What are you doing?" Lacey muttered through gritted teeth.
" Pecking my wife good morning."
Mrs. Richard groaned in anger as she watched her daughter stay in a daze. She didn't know what to think about what he was doing.
A part of her wanted to slap him but another part appreciated his efforts. Surprise was the prominent reaction. She looked at him for a minute and shook her head.
Rarely did she get stunned but today she was taken aback by Mark and annoyingly he was relishing that fact.
" I hope this is not because I caught you talking to another woman last night." She sounded angry and a bit jealous. The thought crossed her mind that he might be trying to make up for getting her angry.
" I assure you that's not the case. You know I'd never cheat on you." Mark stared into her eyes deeply which she quickly averted. She dug her fork into her meal and bit into the omelet. It was delicious and her eyes widened in amazement.
" Are you trying to poison me?" She inquired while chewing the egg slowly and he stared at her.
" What?"
She pointed her fork at the egg, " This egg is better than all the ones you've made, are you trying to kill me so that you can run away with the love of your life?"
Mark didn't ever expect that she would be so blunt with her words. Now, he confirmed that this was jealousy.
" I don't know what else to tell you except for the fact that I do not have any romantic intentions or affiliation with her." He said with a smile coating his lips. " I'm glad you love the food."
Mr. Richard couldn't hold his laughter in again as he chortled loudly.
" What's so funny?" His wife inquired.