Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise

Chapter 347

The matters between a husband and wife shouldn’t involve a third party, but there always seemed to be a third man involved between Lumma and Adam. Even Lumma, who was slow in matters of love, felt that this situation was not quite normal.

Adam put the sliced foie gras on Lumma’s plate again, but Lumma quickly stopped him. “Mr. Hills, I can handle it myself.”

She hadn’t eaten it just now, and she was worried about embarrassing herself with the fine dining etiquette. It was fine for him to help. He had been helping her with the cutting all along, so it was no big deal.

He was helping his good brother take care of his wife!

Did his good brother know?

Did his wife know?

Lumma didn’t let him help, and Adam didn’t insist. It was important for a husband to respect his wife’s opinions. “The style of the local meal is slow-paced. We’ll take our time eating and enjoy the night view.”

“Okay.” Lumma wasn’t particularly interested in foie gras compared to a barbecue. She felt like a typical boorish person who couldn’t appreciate the delicacies.

However, following the spirit of never wasting food as long as it’s edible, she still.ate heartily. Whoever saw her eating like that would think she was savoring the most delicious food on Earth and would want to eat with her.

Adam had already eaten a lot in the evening, and he didn’t have much appetite.

But seeing Lumma enjoying her food so much, he joined her in eating and felt that the food on the table became even more delicious.

The staff brought milk to the table, followed by the second dish, another world-famous delicacy, Fried snails, accompanied by a plate of bread.

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Lumma, as usual, took out her phone to take photos. Without feeding her phone first when eating such a grand meal, it was as if she hadn’t eaten at all. In the future, she wouldn’t even remember what it tasted like.

Adam noticed that she hadn’t eaten yet, and this time he didn’t give in. He took a small piece of bread and ate it together with the snail meat. Lumma saw this and followed suit, imitating him. Unexpectedly, the combination of snails and bread created a unique flavor.

After eating several snails, Lumma took a sip of milk from the cup and found it tasteless. If only she had some wine to accompany it, the taste would surely be much better.

Just as she had that thought, Adam said, “The local cuisine is best paired with wine to truly appreciate its flavor. Would you like a glass of wine?”

Lumma’s heart silently cheered, but she made a show of pretending to hesitate. “Drinking alone doesn’t seem appropriate…” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Adam understood her thoughts and turned to ask the staff for a glass of wine.

And so, Lumma spent the rest of the time savoring the fine wine, eating French cuisine, and admiring the snow view of the Preivlille Tower. The day was truly beautiful.

After Lumma had eaten to her heart’s content, the lights on the Preivlille Tower across from them suddenly brightened, illuminating in various colorful patterns. It was particularly beautiful.

Following that, the lights projected several words in their mother language, “Tonight’s light show, dedicated to my wife, hoping she likes it.”

As if displaying it in just one language wasn’t grand enough, it was repeated again in English and French.

Wow…” Lumma exclaimed at the sight of the lights, but she didn’t forget to take out her phone and record a video. “The man who prepared this light show is so romantic.