Chapter 677 Coquettish Women are the Luckiest
I agree that managing a household is challenging and that you can learn a lot from it. But can she at least take her eyes off of Alexander? Elise lowered her gaze as she tried to stifle her laughter. She sure is something. I can’t believe she’s sending herself up to Alexander’s doorstep even when he’s married. I don’t see the point in me playing nice if she wants to act so immorally. She will have to pay for targeting my man.
“Thank you, Miss Hawkins,” Elise decided to keep Sofia around, but Alexander snapped his head back to look at her with a frown after hearing her words. He spoke to her with his eyes. Can’t you tell that my mother left her in our house to cause trouble? His eyes seemed to say.
Elise only smiled at him, which made him more confused than ever. The more Alexander stared at her, the more he felt dejected. Has Elise fallen for Kenneth? Perhaps she doesn’t have feelings for my true identity anymore. Otherwise, how could a woman who loved her husband allow him to keep another woman at home? She must have fallen for Kenneth.
Alexander grew increasingly sad as he thought about this. “I’m not hungry. You guys can go ahead,” he uttered while standing up. After that, he pushed his chair aside before heading upstairs.
Alexander had never been a big eater, so Elise simply assumed that he wasn’t hungry. As she ate her meal, she thought about how she could make Sofia’s life miserable when she was in the house.
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A day passed in the blink of an eye. Alexander stayed in the study for the whole day, and Elise was hesitant to speak to him as she didn’t want to disturb him. Finally, when it was time for dinner, she knocked on the door gently as she passed by his door. “Why don’t you take a rest and have a meal with your wife, Mr. Griffith?”
He had been giving her the cold shoulder for the whole day, and he wasn’t about to give in just yet. He lifted his chest up a little without even glancing at Elise. “Fine. I’ll tell them to prepare supper for you, then,” she said before pretending to leave.
“Hold on!” He called for her before he walked out of the study with a grumpy look on his face. “Why can’t you be a little more coquettish with me?!” he mumbled as he slipped his hand into hers.
“Fine, fine…” Elise pressed her body against his. “Why don’t I start talking to you the way I talk to a kid the next time I ask you for dinner, huh? Would you like that?”
He let out a long sigh. She’s an intelligent woman. Can’t she tell that I’m angry? Is she smart, or is she actually an idiot? Regardless, she’s too adorable for me to be mad at her. So, why was I angry again? I can’t remember anymore. Forget it. What matters is that I have dinner with my wife!
They headed to the dining area, and Sofia ‘dutifully’ served them their meal. But, of course, her main intention was to take care of Alexander. “Mr. Griffith.” Sofia placed a pot of soup on the table in front of him. “I specially made this herbal soup for you. It helps to cool the body and rid you of any tiredness. You’ve been working the whole day, so this is perfect for you.”
Alexander didn’t even bat an eyelid as he responded to her. “I don’t like the bitter taste of the herbal soup.”
“Um…” Sofia let out a quiet laugh. “I’ve boiled it specially, so it doesn’t taste bitter at all. So, don’t worry about it,” she said. But Alexander didn’t look like he was interested in drinking it. “Why don’t you try this, then?” Sofia placed a sea cucumber on his plate. “I prepared this just a while ago. It’s still fresh.”
“I’m allergic to seafood.” Alexander didn’t care about the woman’s feelings at all. Sofia was starting to feel somewhat embarrassed at this point, and the atmosphere in the room began to turn tense and awkward. Elise rested her chin on her palm as she watched their interactions. She couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. I don’t get it. She’s a pretty girl—why can’t she just live her own life without coming over to meddle with our relationship? She’s trying so hard to get on Alexander’s good side. It seems like a lot of people in this world simply enjoy being tortured. Well, she surely put effort into this meal. It wouldn’t be nice to waste all her efforts.
Elise pulled the pot of soup closer to her before scooping some into her bowl. “Mmm. It tastes pretty good,” she muttered after taking a sip of it. Then, she pushed the bowl toward Alexander before resting her hand on his wrist. “I can’t finish it, Hubby. Help me…” she said in a whiny tone.
Alexander shot her an odd look before lifting the bowl and finishing the soup. “You’re the best, Hubby!” Elise sent him a flying kiss. Then, she took a piece of the sea cucumber and ate half of it before placing it on Alexander’s plate. It lay right next to Sofia’s piece on his plate. “I can’t finish this either. Thank you, darling!”
Alexander felt highly amused at the sight of his wife making things difficult for Sofia. However, he kept his cool as he picked his chopsticks up and chewed on the half-eaten sea cucumber. Sofia looked extremely uncomfortable as she watched them from a corner—she knitted her brows as she observed them. Madeline’s right, she thought. Elise knows no limits. She just forced Alexander to eat something he didn’t like. If he’s already so obedient during a regular meal, he probably listens to her when it comes to other things. I bet Elise made him drink some concoction that turned him into such an obedient man. He’s nothing like the arrogant and confident man I used to know.
Sofia gritted her teeth as she felt herself hating Elise a little more than before. Alexander was the only man Sofia had ever been interested in—she couldn’t allow Elise to ruin him! Just you wait, Elise. I have all the time in the world. I’m definitely going to win Alexander’s heart over! However, Sofia wasn’t interested in watching their lovey-dovey interactions right then. “Enjoy the meal. I’ll excuse myself now,” she muttered as she left in a hurry.
After she was gone, Alexander whispered in Elise’s ear. “You could’ve just sent her away if you didn’t like her. So, why do you have to put on a show for everyone else?”
“What makes you think it’s a show?” Elise didn’t want to admit to anything. “Don’t you usually finish my food when I’m halfway done with it?”
“That’s true, but I don’t feel as comfortable when there’s someone else around.” Alexander wore an exasperated look on his face. When is this dumb wife of mine going to be more considerate?!
“You should treat her like a maid,” Elise uttered carelessly. “Sofia’s cooking is pretty good. If she doesn’t want to be a reporter, perhaps she can consider starting her own restaurant. Her dishes taste excellent—just like what a five-star hotel chef could come up with! She’s pretty and can cook. I bet that would attract many customers.”
Alexander simply sighed and shook his head without saying anything else. While eating, a piece of breaking news spread across all of the major websites and news channels. “The well-known celebrity, Garreth Dowrick, has just announced the termination of his contract with Blitzy Entertainment. According to our sources, Blitzy Entertainment lost up to 300 million due to this. They are presently filing a case against Garreth.”
That night, Mr. Howard gave Elise a call to talk to her about this. “…Do you need me to look for him, Miss Sinclair?” he asked.
“It’s fine,” she replied. “He deserves a break to calm down for a while. He’ll reappear when he’s done thinking about his life. He needs to let us in for us to help him.”
