Chapter 2 Good In Bed

With a frown, Henrik took a deep breath and restrained himself. After a while, he fell asleep.

The next day, Noreen woke up with a pained expression as she rubbed her aching waist.

Her husband had such a gentle face, and she didn't expect him to be so animalistic when they had sex.

She grabbed her phone on the bedside table, and when she unlocked it, she was greeted by a slew of messages and missed calls.

One message was from Melany, which read, "Bitch! Come back and marry that disabled man! After all, a bitch like you and a man like him are a perfect match!"

The next message came from her foster mother, Connie Wheeler. "We have raised you for more than twenty years. All that effort to raise you was for nothing. I'm very disappointed."

Gerardo Wheeler, her foster father, also sent her a message. "Noreen! If you don't want to die, come back home as soon as possible!"

Noreen pursed her lips as she fought back the tears welling on her eyes. She stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath. Then, she went to the bathroom to wash up.

Once she was done, the smell of delicious food wafted up her nose. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen. When she got there, her eyes widened in surprise.

There, Henrik was wearing an apron and skillfully frying a steak.

His bodily movements looked so elegant and noble that for a second, Noreen forgot that he was a car mechanic.

Noticing her arrival, Henrik turned around and flashed her a smile. "Go out and wait. It'll be ready soon."

With a blank look, Noreen nodded and sat at the dining table.

She was used to cooking for others, but she never had someone cook for her.

After a while, the breakfast was served.

They sat opposite each other and ate in silence. The only sound between them was the clink of the utensils against the plate.

Still, the breakfast that he had prepared tasted good.

All of a sudden, Henrik's phone rang. He stood up from the table and headed to the balcony to answer the call.

As he did, Noreen noticed that the screen on his phone was cracked. She thought that maybe he was having such a hard time earning money that he couldn't afford to replace his phone or have it fixed. So, when he came back, she transferred five thousand dollars to him.

As soon as Henrik sat down, he saw the bank notification pop on his phone. The moment he saw it, a stunned expression crept on his face. "What's this?"

"Change your phone. Your phone screen is already cracked," she said.

"Okay." Henrik smiled and didn't refuse.

"Don't think too much about it. We're a couple now. It's only normal for us to help each other," Noreen explained, worried that he might feel uncomfortable about it.

"Okay, thank you. For a second, I thought you would despise me." Henrik lowered his eyes and forced a smile.

"No, I won't." Looking at his face, Noreen felt a surge of pity swell in her heart. So, she put her hand atop his.

Her hand felt warm and delicate, and when Henrik looked at it, he found her fingers to be long and slender.

Slowly, Henrik looked up and stared at her sincere and beautiful face. As he did, he gave her hand a tight squeeze while flashing a soft smile.

In an instant, Noreen's face turned pink. She withdrew her hand and took a sip of her milk.

After breakfast, Henrik went out to work.

Once Noreen was done cleaning up, she turned on her computer to apply for a job.

She used to be a jewelry designer in the Wheeler family's company. However, in order to repay her foster parents for raising her, she had to release her own design works and put them under Melany's name.

Now that she knew their true colors, she wouldn't allow them to continue using her like that.

Although she had some savings, she had to find a job as soon as possible.

In the evening, Henrik was about to get off work. Noreen stood up and went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

While cooking, she took out her phone and chatted with her best friend, Lynne Bilson.

"Why did you marry a car mechanic?" Lynne's shrill voice greeted her. "You're the most beautiful woman in Bladiff. If you wanted to get married, many rich young men would be happy to marry you!"

"I was in a rush at the time," Noreen replied, slightly embarrassed. "He's a good man. Besides, what's wrong with being a car mechanic?"

"Humph! He must look hideous."

"Actually, he doesn't look bad."

"Really? Let me have a look!"

Noreen took a photo of their marriage certificate and sent it to Lynne.

After a while, Lynne replied excitedly, "Oh my God! He's even more handsome than a star! He must be very good in bed, right?"

Noreen blushed, and she couldn't stop her lips from grinning. "Yes, he's very good in bed."

"Really?" Henrik's deep and playful voice came from behind unexpectedly.