My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1105

That night, Naomi had reckoned that she would remember about the incident from the past because of

Benedict's phone call.

As a result, all of that was destroyed by Culver, the egomaniac. In her dream, she had cooked for the

entire night and was too tired to get up the next day.

She did not open her eyes until her mobile phone rang.

It was from Emma. "Naomi, are you alright? I saw that you did not come into the office this morning. I'm

worried that you got bullied by that b*stard Culver!" said Emma.

Naomi heaved a sigh of relief.

"Since he's a b*stard, isn't it normal that I got bullied by him? Don't worry, I am strong and won't be

defeated so easily. I will fight him using my intelligence and courage. Don't worry."

As they talked, someone knocked on her door again.

"It's almost noon. Naomi, why don't you get up to cook?"

Naomi was speechless.

"Alright, I'll hang up now," Naomi said. Just as she was about to put down the phone, she suddenly

thought of something that seemed to have come to her mind.

"Emma, do you think I cook well?"

"You're...alright!" Emma said.

"Then, is the taste of my cooking good enough to make people come back for more?"

Emma replied, "I don't think so? How can your food be that good?"

Then, she hurriedly explained, "Naomi, I don't mean to say that you don't cook well! I mean..."

Naomi nodded and said, "I think you're right! I'm a newbie who just learned how to cook. How can there

be anyone who loves my cooking so much? That freak is definitely messing with me. I know how to

deal with him! Wish me luck!"

Naomi decisively hung up on the call and went out after changing her clothes.

Culver knocked on the door multiple times and it looked as if it would break apart sooner or later. He

looked displeased when he saw Naomi walking out of the room.

"What were you doing? Why didn't you open the door?"

Naomi said impatiently, "I slept late last night, so I

woke up late."

Culver frowned and said, "That won't do. In the future, you have to sleep before 10 o'clock every day.

Otherwise, how will you cook breakfast for me in the morning?"

Naomi was confused.

Was he actually regarding her as his personal chef?

"Mr. Culver, don't misunderstand this situation! I'm here to cooperate with you. Loraine is back now. If

you ask me to cook again, aren't you afraid that she'll suspect us?"

Culver raised his eyebrows and said, "What you said makes sense."

Downstairs, Loraine had already prepared lunch.

"Young Master Culver, Miss George, it's time for lunch."

Naomi was just feeling hungry at the moment. There was a ready-cooked meal, so she hurried

downstairs and ran towards the dining room.

Loraine had cooked many dishes that noon.

Before Culver sat down, Loraine called out to him enthusiastically.

"Young Master Culver, you didn't eat breakfast, therefore I specially made some of your favorite dishes.

Do you like them?"

Naomi was stunned. She glanced at Culver from the corner of her eyes.

Culver, not eating breakfast? Could it be that he had waited for her to cook breakfast for him? That was

ridiculous!

Just as she thought about it, Culver put down his cutlery.

"Just by looking at the dishes, I don't think they taste good!"

Loraine was nervous as she asked, "Young Master Culver, are you not feeling well? I'll get a doctor to

come over and check on you right now."

"I'm fine!"

He looked at Naomi with resentment, and his eyes were fulfilled with deep meaning. In the end, he still

wanted to enslave her.

Naomi did not believe that he would not eat such delicious food in front of him. Instead, he was

deliberately making things difficult for her.

As she thought about that, she took a piece of meat and put it into her mouth.

"It's delicious!"

Culver turned around and said, "I'm going back to my room!"

Loraine caught up to him again, calling for him,

"Young Master Culver, Young Master Culver..."

Naomi took a bite of the rice and said, "Loraine, don't worry about him. He's already an adult. If he's

hungry, he will eat eventually."

Loraine was still worried. She said, "Miss George, why don't you go and persuade Mr. Culver? He

might listen to you."

Naomi waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you think too highly of me. I said that the dishes were

delicious just now, but he didn't listen to me!"

"What should we do?" Loraine was extremely anxious.

She continued to plead, "He missed two meals. How could he stand the hunger?"

Completely exasperated, Naomi replied, "Loraine, I don't believe a living person can starve to death.

You just care too much about him, that's why you spoil him like that."

Loraine opened her mouth and said, "Miss George, well...Forget it! I'll cook some other dishes."

Naomi was dumbfounded again.

Sigh! One could never wake up a person who pretended to be asleep.

She was puzzled. Culver was a man in his twenties. Why did they treat him like a prince by protecting

him at all times?

If such a matter were to be spread out, he would become a laughing stock!

Fortunately, Naomi was able to take advantage of the dishes on the table. In order to make up for the

fact that she had not eaten the day before, Naomi ate two big servings in a row until she was full, and

then slowly went upstairs.

When she passed by Culver's study room, she sneaked a glance at him.

Culver was in a meeting and voices of discussion could be heard. Naomi raised her eyebrows and saw

that he was fine.

He had eaten too much previously, therefore he had deliberately tortured her today!

Back in her room, Naomi leaned against the bed and read for a while. Then, she took a nap in a daze.

"Young Master Culver, I've made more of your favorite dishes. I've made them very diligently this time.

You can go downstairs to try them. You'll definitely like them."

Then, with a bang, a pillow flew out, and the door was closed.

Naomi was stunned.

"Loraine, I've already said that there's no need to worry about him. If he's hungry, he'll eat."

Loraine shook her head and said, "Miss George, you don't understand. This..."

Halfway through her words, she paused again. Then, she continued, "Forget it, I'd better call Mrs.

Olsen first!"

Alarm Marilyn for such a matter? Wasn't that too much?

Naomi was deep in though when the door of the study opened again.

Culver stood at the door with an unhappy expression on his face, whining, "Don't tell her!"

"Once Mrs. Olsen knows that you don't want to eat, she'll be sad!"

"Don't tell her!"

After that, the door slammed shut again!

However, Naomi did not expect Loraine to stand up again in the next second.

"That's right! A king's feast! I'll make one worthy of that title right now."

Naomi was confused.

What a crazy world! Naomi had never seen such a capricious man who was arrogant, eccentric, and

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Culver was simply a compilation of all known shortcomings in one body!

How did he become like that?

While they spoke, Loraine had already left to shop for ingredients with a basket in her hand. Naomi

went downstairs and enjoyed another delicious meal before she went upstairs.

Culver was not in a meeting.

Realizing her absurd thoughts, Naomi shook her head in a hurry.

What the hell? How could Culver be a child? He was obviously a wolf in sheep's clothing!