Chapter 648: Trapped in Someone's Scheme

I’ve got to leave a mark on this jerk!

Who told him he could just do it without any notice…

Leaving her…

…

Maybe it’s because Adrian Law’s shoulder was injured and he’s been resting for a while, they hadn’t really been together like this for quite some time. Who knew that in just this short period, Cecilia felt sore beyond measure.

“Go easier…”

“Okay…”

The man said, yet his actions didn’t slow down at all.

“…”

Sucker!

…

Cecilia once again bit furiously on another part of Adrian Law’s shoulder.

Forget it, don’t get angry, don’t get angry.

No one to vent at if she gets angry.

What if she gets sick from being upset?

…

If someday Adrian tells her he’s actually a wolf in sheep’s clothing, that would make sense.

Uh, although Veridia doesn’t really have such a zodiac sign.

Cecilia felt like prey ready for slaughter, completely devoured by the other party.

…

After what felt like an eternity, the delightful ordeal finally ended.

Cecilia opened her heavy eyelids, clearly saw the sun shining outside, but still didn’t want to get up.

“Cecilia, get up for breakfast.”

Not listening, not listening, hear no evil.

Cecilia gave Adrian Law a weak side-eye, wrapping herself in the blanket like a little cocoon.

…

╭(╯^╰)╮.

Whoever loves breakfast can go ahead and eat it.

No way is she letting herself be separated from her blanket.

Cecilia decided to give up on that jerk Adrian, declaring that her true love is with The Sandman!

“Don’t disturb my secret meeting with The Sandman…”

Hearing Cecilia’s deliberately provocative words, the man helplessly curved his lips, and a teasing glint passed through his long, dark eyes.

“Fine, then I’ll just enjoy on my own the cloud cakes I specifically bought from the southern town this morning, along with the soy milk cakes from the place you ordered last night.”

“You went out early in the morning?”

Thinking of the allure of food, Cecilia reluctantly opened her eyes.

But was very skeptical that Adrian Law was trying to fool her.

“Early morning isn’t the time for those things.”

“I never said anything about eating them in the morning, just that I was bored and went out for a bit.”

“…”

So he went from the south of the city to the north.

Why does Adrian have so much energy!?

As for herself…

Poor thing.

…

Cecilia gave Adrian Law a knowing look full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Then helplessly tightened the blanket around herself again, turning herself into a freshly steamed dumpling.

“I don’t care, you go ahead and eat if you want, I’m going to continue sleeping, no one is going to separate me from my blanket, it’s my true love.”

“Didn’t you just say your true love was The Sandman?”

“Transitioned from romantic love to objectophilia? Hmm?”

The man intentionally lowered his head, suddenly reaching out to grab Cecilia’s warm nape.

“If you don’t get up, I’ll lift the blanket.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“Hmm, then I’ll splash cold water.”

Adrian Law looked coolly, leisurely crossing his arms, standing tall and elegant beside Cecilia.

His eyes, full of easygoing leisure, with an indescribable touch of schadenfreude.

“…”

“Why do I feel that ever since last night, you’ve been ready to climb onto the roof and expose the tiles? Out of control!”

Cecilia threw off the blanket, revealing a fluffy little head.

“You used to promise that everything was for my own good, you’d listen to me.”

“With the premise of what’s best for you, I think getting up for breakfast is good for your stomach, so…”

Adrian Law didn’t continue, but the implication was clear—Cecilia shouldn’t expect to turn the tables.

…

Cecilia had a bit of serious morning grumpiness.

After some thought, she started calculating like a miser.

“Fine, then I want the drunken chicken from Apricot Blossom Pavilion, and the steamed pear paste from The Serene Pavilion.”

“… Can we order delivery?”

“Didn’t you just have free time to go out? I don’t care, I want you to go yourself.”

Cecilia gave Adrian Law a doubtful glance, but seeing him looking all neat and proper, felt a bit guilty for some reason.

Ugh… The early bird catches the worm.

The early rising husband is there to be squeezed dry.

…

“Alright, alright, whatever you want.”

Adrian Law helplessly tapped Cecilia’s nose.

“Why do I feel like you’re sending me out just so you can laze around a bit longer?”

“…”

Cecilia gave an awkward smile.

“As if you’d find out.”

She’d never admit it was Adrian Law who gave her the new idea!

…

Seeing Adrian Law really getting ready to go out as she’d suggested, Cecilia’s conscience finally kicked in, and she stopped him in time.

“Silly, I’m just kidding, how could I really have you run from the east end of the city to the west?”

Cecilia beckoned Adrian over with a finger.

“Let’s just order delivery! Besides those two, I also want the Korean fried chicken from that place we went last time, and their special omelette rice.”

“…”

Adrian Law was speechless.

“Korean fried chicken in the morning, are you sure?”

“High oil, high calorie, high fat, Cecilia, aren’t you trying to lose weight?”

“Not anymore…” Cecilia grabbed Adrian Law’s arm in despair.

“I don’t care, I just want to eat. If I get fat, I’ll channel it to you, turn your abs into flab.”

“…”

What a vicious curse.

Adrian Law was suddenly speechless.

Looking at Cecilia’s cowlick sticking up from waking up, he suddenly found her to be childishly adorable.

Especially those sleepy eyes, full of drowsiness.

Adrian Law chuckled lowly.

“Alright, alright, it’s up to you, even if my abs turn into flab, but future complaints about my weight aren’t permitted.”

“I don’t believe you’ll get fat.”

“…”

Okay, Cecilia has used this line before.

Love makes people gain weight, let’s hope this rule doesn’t apply here.

Adrian Law, in terms of self-body management, is actually far more disciplined than Cecilia, and unlike most people from Stellerton who have a sweet tooth, he mainly eats healthily and ensures consistent exercise.

Unlike Cecilia, who exercises sporadically and is easily tempted by high-oil, high-calorie, highly spicy foods, struggling with balanced and controlled diets.

In short, those without self-control can’t properly talk about body management.

…

The delivery guy was specially arranged by Wyatt Law, and after buying everything, knowing there’s only two people at Starfall Bay to eat this mountain of food, was utterly shocked.

“What size would these two people be?”

The delivery guy muttered to himself.

However, seeing Cecilia open the door in her slippers suddenly made his eyes go wide.

Goddess!

Then he noticed the intimidating eyes behind Cecilia.

Whoa! Total heartthrob!

Alright, he’d lost faith in life.

Their appetites are unbelievable!

…

Unaware of the criticism, Cecilia grabbed the pile of food, filled with immense self-satisfaction.

“Fried chicken is so good, I want more.”

If food is a trap, she’s willing to fall into it!