Not only that, but the white shirt the man was wearing was not tucked into his trousers as usual, but hung loosely outside.
This kind of man, lazy and laid-back, had shed all his coldness and harshness, a warm and cozy gentleman.
This was her man, Melody Parker's, to the outside world a cold, volatile, and decisive emperor in the business world — Adrian Davies.
A man who was gentle only towards her and their babies.
The scene before her was beautiful, warm, a moment where time seemed to stand still blissfully.
Watching this scene, Melody Parker couldn't help but curve her lips into a sweet smile.
If there was anything that could ruin this beauty, it would probably be the noise the man was making.
Listening to the clanging sounds and seeing the scattered ingredients at the man's feet, Melody Parker couldn't help but speak up, "Adrian, are you sure you're cooking?"
Hearing the woman's voice, Adrian Davies turned his head.
