My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1103

Culver had always had a problem.

That was, no matter what he was dealing with, he was extremely demanding. Just like before, when

Naomi had not complied with his rules, he had gotten very angry.

For him, in many matters, one should do their best, otherwise, they should not attempt anything at all.

Therefore, the Olsen family had high expectations from him since he was a child, providing him with the

best of the best.

They gave him the best food, the nicest clothing, the most expensive housing, and many more.

As a result, after he came out to live alone, his refrigerator would be filled with the best ingredients,

such as top-notch steak.

He was not interested in the food of the common folk at all.

Back then, most of the chefs that Aaron had found had been chased away by him.

However, at the moment, he was intrigued by the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

Culver stood up and walked over. His large hands were still in his pockets as he quietly looked at the

dishes.

They did not look particularly appetizing and were merely simple home-cooked dishes.

Naomi realized that he was looking at her, therefore she said impatiently.

Therefore, she said impatiently, "Mr. Olsen, aren't you hungry?"

Her words were full of sarcasm.

Naomi, who had just been flattering him moments ago, was behaving like so at the moment. She really

was a cruel and merciless jinx.

Culver turned his head and said, "Who would want to eat your food?"

Naomi sat down unceremoniously and put on a fake smile.

"Then, I won't wait for you! I'll eat now."

After that, she picked up a small piece of ribs. The caramel-colored ribs were hot, with smoke rising

slowly.

The barbecue sauce on it made it look extremely juicy. When she picked it up with her fork, the sauce

dripped onto the table, making it look particularly appetizing.

She deliberately ate it like she was truly enjoying the food.

"It's so delicious! I didn't expect my cooking to have gotten better!"

Culver swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He turned around and took a sip of his red wine.

When he got closer, the aroma became stronger, especially the one belonging to the pan fried chicken

that had been placed next to the red wine.

The chicken dish was a little different from what he usually saw. The color was beige and the meat

looked tender.

Culver could not hold back anymore.

He coughed slightly and suddenly launched an attack at Naomi.

"You used my kitchen just now, right?"

Naomi was taken aback and said, "That's right!"

"Our agreement was that we should not touch each other's things. Now that you've used my kitchen

without permission, you've breached our agreement."

"What?" Naomi was baffled.

"That doesn't make sense! We agreed not to touch each other's things, but you told me to live here! I

live here now, and if I don't use the kitchen, do you want me to starve to death?"

"That's not true! You should have at least asked for my permission first. You didn't ask me, therefore it's

your fault! You've breached our agreement."

What was this man talking about?!

This d*mned Culver!

Naomi thought to herself, "If you want to eat, just say so. How arrogant!"

Naomi silently cursed in her heart and then said with a faint smile, "What do you mean by that then, Mr.

Olsen?"

Culver did not say a word. The corners of his lips curled into a smile.

"I didn't mean anything by that. I'm just talking about the agreement we made."

Naomi was rendered speechless.

Initially, she had thought about playing a trick on him.

However, Culver would not fall into her traps at all! His logic was terrifyingly thorough. In the end, she

was the one who had to take the initiative to invite him to eat.

She was furious, but since she was labelled as an a*shole already, she could not let her efforts go to

waste, could she?

Naomi took a deep breath and decided to be generous. She did not get angry with Culver for once.

She turned around and went to the kitchen to take another set of cutlery.

"Alright, let's eat!"

Culver acted proudly again.

"Don't make it sound like I'm willingly eating this!"

Naomi was confused.

Didn't he like the dishes? Otherwise, why was he looking so intently at them?

Culver's face was filled with arrogance as he added, "If you can't enjoy the food alone, I might be able

to help you even if I'm reluctant to."

"It must be so hard for you!" Naomi thought to herself.

Naomi asked reluctantly, "So, what do you mean?"

Culver frowned and said, "I said, since you've touched someone else's belongings, shouldn't you have

the decency to invite them? You should speak politely too. I can't sense your sincerity."

D*mn it.

He had locked her outside the house in the pouring rain and he still had the decency to ask for the food

that she had cooked, he even labelling her as insincere. Naomi really wanted to punch him!

However...

Naomi closed her eyes. She had no choice but to lower her head as she was under someone else's This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

roof.

"Mr. Olsen, I'm sorry. I used your kitchen just now, so as a reward, I'd like to invite Mr. Olsen to have

dinner with me. Is that okay?"

After she said that, she felt grossed out.

Fortunately, Culver did not trouble her anymore. Although he disliked her fake words, he still sat down

in the end.

Naomi saw that and did not pay any more attention to him. She lowered her head and began to eat her

food.

As for Culver, he had initially only thought that the dishes looked quite appetizing. However, when he

really wanted to eat them, he started to suspect if the dishes truly were tasty.

The main point was that Naomi did not look like a person who could make delicious food at all!

However, the food smelled too good!

After hesitating for a moment, he ate a small piece.

The taste of the meat instantly awakened his taste buds.

Although it was not as delicious as the food made by top chefs, unexpectedly, it gave him a warm

feeling.

Perhaps it was because he was used to top-notch delicacy. When he ate this kind of home-cooked

cuisine, he suddenly thought of his childhood.

When he was young, Marilyn would cook for him from time to time.

It was a nostalgic taste.

Before he swallowed the food in his mouth, he hurriedly took another mouthful.

It was better if he did not want to eat the food as she could finish it all by herself.

However, in the next second, he suddenly sped up, eating incredibly quickly.

Naomi was stunned for a moment, and then she sped up too.

If she ate slowly, she would be left with nothing.

The two of them ate at the speed of light. Soon, all the dishes were gone!

Although Naomi did not have too much to eat, her appetite was satiated. She stood up and prepared to

clean the dishes and bring them into the kitchen.

However, just as she was about to stand up, Culver suddenly called out to her again.

"I'm not full yet, cook more."

Naomi was confused.

"Are you kidding me? You ate so much just now but you're not full yet?"

"No, I'm not. Hurry up and cook some more food."

Exasperated, Naomi said, "I won't do it!"

She was not Culver's nanny, so how could he be so rude towards her?!

When Culver saw that, he took out his mobile phone and began to dial a number.

"Then, I'll..."

Culver pursed her lips and said, "Alright, then I'll use another method!"

After that, he said into the phone.

"I want to make a report. Someone has trespassed my private property!"

Naomi was dumbfounded. Could Culver get even more shameless?