How to Tame a Villain Character-Chapter 131: Special Breakfast

While her husband was busy making breakfast, Claudia was still frightened by the thought of how horribly she was almost molested yesterday. Actually, in the real world she had experienced it and there was one person who saved her voluntarily. However, because she experienced severe trauma due to the incident, she does not remember who helped her at that time. What is certain is that Linnon was not the savior because Linnon found out when she was taken to the hospital.

Claudia sat pensively on the bed, staring at the window with a languid look. Her mind was full of questions, why had she always been a victim of harassment? Actually, what sin has she committed? If she told Harry what she had experienced in the past, would she be considered insane?

Suddenly the bedroom door opened, revealing a handsome husband carrying a large bowl of egg porridge. Looking at her husband’s handsome, refreshing face in the morning has succeeded in making negative thoughts disappear instantly.

Claudia welcomed her husband’s arrival by stretching out her arms. "I want to hug you."

Harry smiled sweetly at his spoiled wife, then sat on the edge of the bed and touched her forehead. "Do you still feel weak?"

"If I said I had recovered now, would you still take care of me for a week?"

"I will still accompany you at home and not let you go to work."

"Really? You won’t break your promise?"

"Did you forget that I’m the type of man who always keeps his promises? If I violate it, it would be better for you to just kill me."

"I won’t. Because you are my hero and a hero for the kingdom of Godnation."

Every time he heard praise from his wife, who always considered him a hero, his cheeks immediately turned red. His eyes looked at the egg porridge he made. Even though he is now being praised, will he still enjoy the praise after his wife tastes the egg porridge he made? Hearing Sarah’s advice made him less confident.

However, from Claudia’s side, looking at the egg porridge made her eyes sparkle because she couldn’t wait to taste Sarah’s cooking which never disappointed her. "Wow, it turns out Sarah knows what I want now!"

Harry spontaneously took a spoonful of porridge shakily. He continued to pray that his wife would not be disappointed with his cooking. For a while, he didn’t want to tell the truth first.

"Judging from your attitude, it seems like you’re hungry."

"Yeah, actually last night I felt like it wasn’t enough."

When Harry brought the spoon closer to his wife’s tiny lips, the porridge was immediately devoured. His heart was pounding because he was afraid that many blasphemous words would be uttered from the tiny lips in front of him.

"Mmm so delicious!" Claudia’s eyes lit up looking at the egg porridge, making Harry’s eyes widen.

"You really like it?"

"It feels so delicious. Indeed, Sarah’s cooking has been reliable for a long time."

Increasingly confident Harry wanted to admit it. A happy smile appeared on his handsome face, without realizing it, his eyes filled with tears because it was the first time someone had praised his cooking, especially since his wife was the first person to praise him.

"But, I’m disappointed to hear that, Claudia."

"Why are you disappointed?"

"Because I cooked it."

I really didn’t think that this delicious egg porridge was made by Harry. At first Claudia thought Harry was joking, but seeing Harry’s serious look made her believe it even more. Her heart was pounding while enjoying her beloved husband’s cooking, making her want to pamper herself with her husband all day long.

Her right hand stroked her handsome husband’s soft cheek. "I didn’t expect a duke who was strict, perfectionist, indifferent, cold, workaholic, and cruel to be able to cook delicious egg porridge. Even though before that you couldn’t cook."

Harry’s eyes narrowed. "Were you sarcastic to me just now?"

"I’m not being sarcastic, but I’m speaking according to the facts I’ve seen so far."

"Why don’t you ask? How can I cook this delicious porridge?"

"Sarah must have taught you."

"I taught myself."

This time Claudia couldn’t hold back her shocked reaction until her mouth opened wide. In fact, all this time, Harry, who was reluctant to learn to cook, could take the initiative to learn to cook himself. What actually motivates Harry? For years, his hands had always been used to hold a gun or dagger, since when were they used to learn how to cook?

"Since when can you cook?"

Harry looked down embarrassedly while scratching his head. "Actually, since earlier. I only cook according to my knowledge."

"I really like you, Harry."

The heartbeat became increasingly difficult to control hearing these sweet words suddenly. "Do you think that I, a duke, will always be cruel and perfectionist in your eyes?"

"In my eyes, you are very good."

Harry stroked his beloved wife’s long hair with a caring look. "I haven’t always been a perfectionist duke. I always behave myself in front of everyone, but in front of you, I don’t want to be a duke, a minister of defense, or a young man whose last name is Harperwood." His lips landed on her forehead. "I’m just your husband, Claudia. I want to be an ordinary person in your eyes."

A declaration of love that is not excessive, this is what Harry excels at. Claudia kissed her husband’s lips for a few seconds.

Getting sweet food from his wife made Harry smile even wider as he touched his lips after being kissed. "Can you finish the porridge I made first? "I’ve worked hard to cook, it won’t taste good if you leave it for too long."

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It didn’t take long for Claudia to finish the egg porridge because it was so delicious that it made her addicted. After Harry finished his porridge too, Harry continued carrying out his duties as a husband. Since Claudia’s body condition had not improved, he diligently cleaned his wife’s hands, neck and feet with a small towel soaked in warm water. He even helped wipe his wife’s face.

Claudia’s reaction couldn’t help but smile happily at a duke who was willing to use his hands to carry out useless activities. Seeing that her husband loves her so sincerely even though he hasn’t expressed his feelings of love directly until now, will she tell him about her past life? The more she hid it, the more short of breath she actually became.

"Harry, do you want to hear my story?"

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