CHAPTER 27. You believe me?

Later that evening, Paula was surprised to see Mark waiting for her in the living room. "Were you waiting for me?"

Paula touched her husband's shoulder, but Mark didn't respond. "I apologize for coming home too late. I went out with Charlotte. You can ask her."

Again, Mark didn't answer. Paula felt awkward with the weather.

Thinking about this, she took off her backpack and put it on the sofa. "Let me make you a nice meal tonight to repay you, okay?"

When he was still in the fields, he could prepare meals for the whole family by himself. Her aunt and uncle praised her, saying that the food she prepared was delicious.

"I don't have anything to pay for it, but my cooking isn't bad enough, is it?"

The man in the wheelchair smiled. "Good. Go on."

Ten minutes later, a woman in a pink apron walked into the kitchen.

She was already familiar with the kitchen utensils when she made breakfast before, so this time she would be quite adept at using them.

Paula was skilled when it came to preparing food. At first, Kelley brought some servants to help her, but they realized that Paula herself was enough to run the kitchen.

Looking at the woman, who was like a busy bee in the kitchen, Mark's lips formed a smile.

The butler was at his side. "Sir, lately you've been using the Smith and George families to suppress your family. If anyone investigates this matter, they will discover your secret relationship with the Lynch Group."

Her voice was thoughtful: "It's not the time to reveal yourself now. They are already using their power to bully Madam; is it because Mr. George is behind you?"

What the butler meant was obvious.

Mark's business would not be a problem thanks to Paula.

The man, whose eyes were covered by a piece of black silk, had a look of disgust on his face. "I know what I'm doing!"

A useless cripple like him had married an innocent woman like Paula. People wouldn't notice.

"But still, it's better to be careful."

The butler couldn't help but remind him.

Mark leaned back in his wheelchair and closed his eyes. "You've been commenting a lot recently. Is it so tiring to be by my side?"

"If that's the case, I can give you a break and let you be Neo's sparring partner."

The butler turned pale and finally fell silent.

Paula was busy in the kitchen for an hour and a half.

After putting the last dish of the night on the table, she looked at the plates with satisfaction. Then she turned around and walked to Mark's side.

"I'm done with the kitchen. Want to eat now or later?"

The woman's sweet voice sounded next to his ear. Mark's lips curled slightly. "Now."

"I hope you like it." Paula's voice contained a hopeful tone.

"I've prepared my best dish tonight! Try them and see if they suit your taste. Let me know if you like any of them; I can make them for you every day!"

As she spoke, the wheelchair had already been pushed to the dining room table.

She gave Mark a pair of chopsticks with a smile, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. "I forgot you can't take off your blindfold when outside. Do you mind if I feed you?"

Mark shrugged and was silent.

However, he obediently handed over the chopsticks.

After taking the chopsticks, Paula picked up the bowl carefully. Then she picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish and brought it to his mouth. "Open your mouth."

The man showed no emotion in his face. Instead, he calmly ate the fish she fed him. "Not bad."

So Paula fed Mark little by little until the food was gone.

On the side, Mr. Conan and Wolter exchanged glances.

After so many years at Mr. Aliston's side, this was the first time they had seen him behave so submissively towards a woman while being fed all the time.

Even ten years ago, when he was a child, he would not let anyone take care of him quietly.

He was cold, lonely, and arrogant by nature.

But now, this man could finish his meal like a child in Paula's care.

After Mark finished his dinner, Paula carried him back to the study on the second floor with Wolter's help. Then she finally went back downstairs for her dinner.

By then, only Kelley was left in the dining room.

She had already warmed up the food on the table.

Seeing Paula coming down the stairs, Kelley warmly greeted her and waved at her. "Mum, I thought you wouldn't know how to take care of people because you're young."

"When I saw how you fed Master tonight, I suddenly realized that Grandpa Aliston made a wise choice by allowing you to marry young Master."

Paula felt inferior after being praised by Kelley. "To be honest, it's nothing. I always take care of my grandmother when she is in my town."

She had dinner in Kelley's company. After chatting and clearing the table, Paula rushed up to her husband's study.

"Can I come in?" Paula knocked after opening the pitch-black door.

"Come in," Mark replied after Wolter quickly shut his mouth.

"Are you going to bed already? If so, I'll take you to your room." Paula approached and stood beside the table.

Mark looked at Wolter for a moment, then asked Paula to come forward. "You can go out first."

Wolter nodded obediently and went out.

"Come here." Mark patted his thigh, which immediately made Paula come closer.

Paula sat on Mark's lap and looked at the man's stern face. "Tonight you sleep alone. I have to go with Wolter."

Paula frowned. The woman's eyebrows arched with a puzzled look.

"It's not that I want to know your interests. But are you going to be okay? I mean, this is about your work, right?"

Mark's lips curled. He was glad to hear his wife's scared voice. "Take it easy. I'll be back later tonight. Don't wait for me to come back; just go to bed. Understood?"

Paula nodded obediently, which immediately made Mark stroke his head.

"Even though you're already inside and there's only Wolter, why don't you take off your silk?" Paula raised her hands and placed them on Mark's shoulders.

"Do you want to see it? Open it." Having received approval, Paula immediately opened her husband's silk.

"I like your eyes." Paula looked into her husband's dark eyes.

"I like your eyes even more." Paula smiled and then closed her eyes as Mark kissed her lips.

"Do you trust me?" Paula's brow furrowed.

"Of course. You're my husband, and I'll always trust you."

Mark nodded and kissed his wife's lips again.

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"Sir, we have news that Mr. George has arrived." Before the car door opened, Robert said this:

"We're leaving now." The man who instantly turned into a normal person got out of the car.

His sturdy legs walked past the red carpet as well as some of his bodyguards who were already there.

His sunglasses were perched proudly on his sharp nose. Everyone in the room stared submissively at him.

"My son, Mark. You finally got rid of that damn wheelchair!"