Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 1437

Chris went for a 5k run before heading to Lena's apartment.

The three pizzas he had devoured were enormous. Despite his lengthy run, he still felt stuffed when he returned home.

Regret washed over him when he opened the door and caught a whiff of the food wafting from the kitchen.

"Welcome home?" Lena greeted him while bringing out the final dish, a steaming bowl of soup.

The spread on the table looked enticing, filled with his favorite dishes. The risotto was perfectly cooked, its grains glistening. With the seared steak on the side, it promised to be a delicious meal.

"Come and eat!"

He was taken aback but accepted the cutlery from her with a smile.

Chris had never seen Lena this skilled in the kitchen.

As he took his seat, Lena studied him carefully. Something seemed off today, but she couldn't quite pinpoint it.

Why wasn't he devouring the meal like he usually did when she cooked for him? Why was he so composed today?

"Hurry up and eat!" She urged, "Isn't seared steak your favorite?"

"Uh... Haha, well..."

"Why are you grinning like that?"

She scrutinized him with a judgmental look, remembering something a coworker had mentioned.

Chris shivered under her gaze. "What's the matter, Lena?"

"Nothing," she replied calmly. "I just recalled something..."

"What is it?"

She gazed into his eyes. "If a man is reluctant to eat at home, he must have already eaten elsewhere."

"Ahem!"

He wasn't sure whether to laugh or sigh.

"Well... there's one more thing." Lena continued with all seriousness. "No matter how good the food is at home, it won't satisfy a man. Meanwhile, even the worst food tastes good outside when they've never tried it!"

"Pfft!"

Chris laughed, leaning on the table and pounding it.

Lena was utterly oblivious to the implications of her words. She certainly had no idea that her colleague had been talking about men having affairs...

How could she compare his situation to that?!

Chris couldn't stop laughing. He wanted to explain but didn't know how.

Lena frowned, finding him unusually odd tonight.

After he finished laughing, she finally asked carefully, "Am I... wrong? Did you eat before coming home?"

"I-I did," he admitted, his belly still shaking from laughter. "But your metaphor doesn't quite fit."

"Oh."

Chris looked at her, "Lena, what you said makes men sound terrible."

She was taken aback, and he gently held her hand.

"But I'm an exception," he said warmly.

She blushed and withdrew her hand softly.

Tonight, she had planned to explain things to him.

"Chris, actually, I—"

"It's okay. You don't have to say it."

After a good laugh, he felt a bit hungry. He grabbed a slice of seared beef and enjoyed it thoroughly. He looked at Lena, and the knot in his heart had completely unraveled. "I trust you."