The Young Master's Toy Wife
Episode 14: Unexpected

The days quickly passed, this was another new morning for Anya.

On that bright one, Anya began to open her eyes, and again felt her whole body feel uncomfortable.

But this was not the first time, especially since it was her 4th day like this, it was a new morning, four days after her Wedding Event.

On the second day after her Wedding, after staying at the Achilles Family Home, she was invited by her husband to immediately move into the Young Master's Apartment.

Well, initially Anya felt enough when they moved to the Apartment, not in the Apartment it would be free, there must be many rooms, there must be many rooms, there are many rooms, he no longer needed to be and live in a single room together with that annoying Young Master.

But how to know, once he reached Henry's Apartment, Anya who was about to choose the room, was prevented by Henry who told Anya to go to Henry's room.

'Who told you to choose a room? You stay in my room,'

'But don't you like to sleep with other people?'

When Anya asked like that, there was clearly a sneaky smile from the direction of the Young Master.

'Who said you'd sleep with me in bed? Obviously I'll have you sleep on my Room Floor. You think, I'll let you sleep in my apartment in a comfortable bed and a nice room? Of course not, don't dream, you're my slave, it's up to me to put you where,'

Anya who heard that arrogant tone, really felt that the Young Master was too unreasonable, but not quite there, Henry still said,

'And again, it will be easy for me to get your service at night, so I don't have to bother going to your room if I want it at any time, even in the middle of the night or in the morning. I really have to wake you up well, no value of my money will be wasted,'

Those words really made Anya even more shocked, hearing those words, which seemed intent on doing nothing but torturing her, also wanted to take as much benefit from her.

And again, sure enough for two nights in this Apartment, that Young Master actually did what he said, they did, every night until last night.

It's been four days!

Is that unlucky Young Master not getting tired?

Huh

Truly a vindictive man and very calculating.

If he counts, does he need to give the right rate for one night?

Forget it, it would only make the Young Master angrier and more miserable, and feel inferior.

Hah, from the beginning instead of her voluntarily wanting to do this marriage anyway, this was all for the sake of her father who was still in a coma, also for the sake of her Family as well.

Because if her father regained consciousness, and knew the Company was completely bankrupt, Anya was afraid the worst could happen.

Anya who was too lazy to think about other things, immediately tried to get up, then looked towards the clock which currently still showed half a seven.

Usually, he would wake up quite late, because his body was too tired, but he had always been someone who was very adaptable, maybe because it was already day four, his body, had not been as sick as before, just...

Still tired.

Anya then looked towards the bed, where the Young Master was currently sleeping without his shirt, very soundly behind the blanket.

Anya stared at the sleeping face that she rarely saw, yes because usually her husband would wake up first and then disappear somewhere, or was ready to go and just leave a few words.

So, this time it was a new experience, to wake up first.

Anya glimpsed at that very calm and sound sleeping face.

"He actually if silent like that does look like a tame and worrisome little cat, but if you wake up, it's like a raging lion that sucks and bothers, "this

Anya decided not to look at that face for too long, timidly the owner of the face woke up, then the next things could have happened.

It clearly cannot be allowed, he must immediately go to the office now, a lot of things he must do after attending the Fashion Exhibition the other day, and obviously not being able to just hand over all of this to his subordinates, he had to keep an eye on everything well let alone there were offers from some Big Companies as well.

With that, Anya immediately hurriedly picked up a change of clothes, then took a quick shower.

After finishing the bath, Anya did not return to the bed where the owner of the bed was still sound asleep.

Anya also knew, she could not just leave, alright let's make breakfast first, maybe the Young Master will wake up with the aroma of cooking?

Later, he could ask permission to leave.

With that idea, Anya immediately headed to the kitchen to cook.

And of course, Anya isn't as good at cooking as her sister Sherly.

The basic thing he can make is a fried omelet, and some simple dishes such as fried rice.

So Anya checked into the fridge, and luckily there were plenty of fresh groceries there.

There are no servants in this apartment, only when there is a Waiter who cooks and cleans, then goes home in the afternoon.

Henry seems, never eat breakfast at home, maybe he bought breakfast outside?

Yes, Anya also rarely eat breakfast at home and prefer to buy breakfast outside.

Lunch is also in the office, dinner prefers a quick message, he lives in the Contract House close to where he works, so there is no need to go back and forth too far to his Family Home.

So cooking breakfast like this is pretty rare, when was the last time he touched the kitchen utensils?

Should he order food?

However, Anya does not know the area yet so do not know a place that sells good food in the morning.

Never mind, just frying eggs is not a problem?

With that, Anya immediately cooked the rice with the rice cooker, then immediately prepared to fry the eggs.

This just frying a simple egg should be easy?

The scent made Henry start to wake up from his sleep.

"Wait, what's with this charred scent? Did a fire or something happen while I was sleeping?"

Henry who was still in a daze, obviously became very shocked then hurriedly headed for the source of the aroma listed, which seemed to be coming from the direction of the kitchen.

What Henry saw was Anya who was in front of the stove, seen cooking something.

However, clearly Henry smelled a bad-tasting aroma from the direction of the frying pan.

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to burn my kitchen?"

Anya also saw how the egg in the frying pan became charred, the fire was too large and made the egg charred, she had sought salt but did not meet it too, he also found, and leave the frying pan and be obscure in the frying pan.

"I tried to cook but there were some technical mistakes," Anya said still with an expression about her.

Henry who was already panicking, had already turned off the stove, then stared at the black stuff in the frying pan, and then, and his face immediately looked towards a woman who made that thing that was currently showing a calm expression as if the thing on the frying pan was not his doing.

"You obviously want to cook poison rather than want to cook for humans,"

"Really, this is just a technical error,"

"Well, women should be good at cooking, but what is this? You're making a mess in my kitchen!"

"Come on, I'm just emptying the eggs? What mess? Wait, I'll try to replace the new egg" Anya said as she picked up the other egg, intending to put it in the pan.

But it was clearly prevented by Henry.

"Wait a minute, you're going to burn my kitchen! You just wait there, let me cook here, you'll ruin the things in my precious kitchen!"

Anya arranged the young man in front of her with an astonished expression,

"Can you cook?"

When asked that, Henry immediately showed an expression full of arrogance and said,

"Of course I can, I'm a versatile person, what the hell can't I be?"

Anya chose not to want to argue just immediately pretended to praise and said,

"Wow, you're so great and cool,"

Hearing the praise, Henry immediately said proudly,

"Of course, hpmh. Unlike you who even fry a scorched egg,"

With that, Henry unconsciously cooked for Anya.

Only when Henry brought two bowls of fried rice to the dinner table did he realize he was doing something unnecessary!

Damnit damnit!

Why is he the one enslaved here?

Is he the one who cooks?

Anya stared at the fried rice on the table, clearly without further ado immediately tasted it, because from the aroma it did look good.

"It's really delicious,"

Anya was surprised by the taste, not expecting that Young Master to even be able to cook?

Henry then immediately took the plate in front of Anya.

"Why did I cook? You're the one who should be cooking! Anyway I don't want to know! You should learn to cook from now on!"

Anya who was about to continue eating that, immediately changed her expression.

"Huh, I told you, it was just a technical mistake. I'm actually pretty busy so probably don't have time to cook."

"Shut up! You want to dispute my orders? You should be able to cook!"

Hearing that, Anya could only say,

"Well, I'll study later, besides it's not like I can't cook, I'm just not used to this kitchen, that's all. And why did you take that fried rice plate again?"

"You're good at making excuses! Of course, you have no right to eat my cooking!"

"God, why are you so miserly? You've made it if you don't eat it and then you want to throw it away?"

Henry then stared at the two dishes of fried rice that were in front of him that were impossible to spend alone, and the time to waste?

His precious cooking?

"Hpmh, because you pleaded with me, and since I am a good person, of course, eat until you have not one grain of rice left!" Henry said as he again gave the rice plate to Anya's front.

Anya only lightly exclaimed, then began to eat the fried rice with anxious feelings, as it was stared at by the man in front of her excessively.

"It's delicious, it's delicious," Anya said again in the end.

"Of course" said Henry proudly.

From here, Anya finally remembered if she wanted to say something.

"I actually have a request."

"Because I'm being kind try to say what you want,"