Capítulo 225: Stealing kisses from your husband

"Layla, what a surprise to see you in the kitchen," Fiona remarked with mild disbelief. "We have chefs and maids to handle these things."

Layla glanced over her shoulder, her hands skillfully chopping vegetables. "I thought I'd prepare dinner tonight," she replied warmly.

Fiona arched an elegant brow, her voice carrying a note of disapproval. "You're the daughter-in-law of the De Salvo family, Layla. Such tasks are hardly fitting for someone of your stature."

Layla turned to face Fiona, her smile polite but unwavering. "To me, cooking isn't just a task or chore—it's a way to relieve my stress and I truly enjoy it. I appreciate your concern, but I promise, this is one thing I don't mind doing." Her tone was gentle, making it clear she wouldn't be deterred.

"Okay!" Fiona didn't press her further. "Take the help of the maids where it's necessary," she suggested before walking away.