Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 712

The fluorescent light shone on him from above his head, and he looked warm and sexy as if a layer of
filter had been applied.

Maisie stepped into the kitchen and hugged him from behind. “Have you taken a shower yet?”

The scent on his body smelled refreshing and pleasant -it was a fragrance that one would have after
taking a bath, and it smelled very soothing.

He tilted his head and glanced at her. “The kitchen smells just like an oven now. Go out and wait for me.
Dinner will be ready soon

She chuckled as her fingers fiddled with all parts of his body. “I really didn’t expect my husband to be
capable of becoming a househusband.”

Nolan turned down the gas, turned around, hauled her into his arms, lifted her, and placed her on a clean
counter. “You bad girl, I’ m making you dinner, and here you are seducing me.”

Maisie leaned back slightly while wrapping her arms around his neck as he leaned closer. “I’ve brought
you some pre-dinner snacks.”

Nolan raised his eyebrows and pecked her cheeks with her warm lips. “Then make sure that you’ll fill me
up before dinner starts.”

Maisie walked downstairs after taking a shower, and Nolan had already brought all the warm dishes to
the dining table.

He pulled her chair out for her, waited for her to sit down, leaned over, wrapped his arms around her
shoulders, rested his chin on her shoulders, and sniffed. “Hmm, my wife smells more delicious than the



food.”

Maisie pushed him away. “Ugh, eat properly, stop fooling around.’)

‘I don’t have the strength to fool around with him now. I’m starving to death!

Nolan chuckled silently and sat down next to her.

When he saw her take the first bite, he asked, “How is it?”

“Yeah, it’s delicious!” Maisie nodded repetitively while taking a few more bites.

Nolan reached out and wiped the oil stains on the corner of her mouth, his eyes full of fondness and
love. “Then I’ll cook for you from now on.”

She teased him immediately, “Those are hands that should be used to sign contracts and secure
businesses. Wouldn’t it be a waste of your hands if you were being asked to cook?”





Nolan put down his cuffs and smiled, “How can you call this a waste when I’m cooking meals for my
wife?”

Maisie was rendered speechless.

‘No matter if this man is suffering from amnesia or not, he still sounds so sultry when he flirts with me!’

“What happened to the back of your hand!?” Nolan noticed the redness and swelling on the back of her
hand. Her hands had always been as smooth as silk, s o even a tiny wrinkle would become obvious, and
she could not escape his eagle eyes.



Maisie pouted. “I accidentally scalded it when I was drawing water this morning.”

‘The coffee from this morning was really hot. Xyla deliberately spilled the coffee not to burn me but
herself.

‘However, she probably didn’t expect that I would reach out to grab the coffee one second before it
overturned. So most of the coffee was spilled on the back of my hand!

A trace of pity and distress flashed across Nolan’s eyes. He lifted the back of her hand and kissed it
gently, “Does it still hurt?”

She whispered in response, “I’ve applied some cream on it, and it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

He lifted his eyelids for a moment and looked at her again, his gaze looking unfathomable. “Did you
really knock it over accidentally by yourself?”

Maisie did not know he was so suspicious, so she scooched into his arms. “I was distracted because I

was thinking about you.”

Nolan rubbed the top of her head and looked down at her as if she was a little bird that was nuzzling in
his arms. It would be a lie if he were to say that he did not like it.

It was as if he liked the feeling of being needed by her, and he had expected her to rely on him since a
long time ago.

The article trended on Twitter for two days and was eventually outshadowed by other articles, but it was
still ranked seventh.

Xyla’s fans came together to boycott Soul, and this made the news.



However, Maisie had not come forward to explain anything from the beginning to the end. She just did
not seem anxious at all.

Xyla observed it for a few days.

‘Won’t Mr. Goldmann take any action to suppress the media when Soul is faced with such rumors? Isn’t it
rumored that Mr. Goldmann is very fond of his wife? Even the divorce scandal turned out to be fake.


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