My brother-in-law My husband
Chapter 28

Catherine was getting busy in the kitchen, and Marco could smell the spices Catherine used to cook the meat tender. Something very nostalgic for him.

'So he didn't change his recipe even after more than ten years, huh?' think Marco. 'Making me wonder why my brother never seems to eat his cooking.'

Marco busied himself analyzing the stock market. Because he knew that roast meat in pots would take about three and a half hours to cook.

She also began texting her secretary Diamond—, telling her to start preparing for Catherine's exclusive contract which will be ready on Monday morning.

Because Catherine wanted to work with him 'professionally', she even asked for his 'pay' early so she could move in and pay her daughter's tuition.

It was a direct treatment of Marco's financial ability that still upset him. He might be in a good mood because he just played with her, but that doesn't mean he forgot his insults.

'Let's see if you'll like the contract I'm going to offer you, brother-in-law. Because you've wasted my kindness by just using that black card to buy whatever you want.'

It took Catherine nearly four hours to finish her grilled meat. Because he had to check the taste and prepare the coating. He was afraid Marco wouldn't touch the food if he didn't make it aesthetically pleasing.

After putting it all down on the dining table, he walks into the living room and sees Marco still working on his iPad. He seemed to be very focused, so before he called out to her, he peered a little to find out what he was working on.

As expected, Marco was examining his personal shares and also studying the stock market as his company was also engaged in investing.

However, Catherine gasped loudly when she saw the amount of money inside Marco's portfolio.

He had never seen that much money in his life, to the point that he could not count the number 0 on the screen.

Marco looked back. The gaze of her eagle looked displeased as Catherine was checking her belongings.

"Did I give you permission to peek at my work?" Marco got up from the sofa and turned around, realizing the height and covering it with his broad shoulders.

Catherine was a short woman, and she instantly shrank in front of her, "I'm — I'm sorry, I .. I just wanted to tell you that lunch is ready!"

Marco is not happy. He never liked to see someone spying because money would always encourage people to succumb to him, including Catherine.

He opened his mouth, ready to shout at Catherine;

"You-you"

Gruuukk….

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Both were silent when they heard Marco's stomach ringing loudly, a sign that he was really hungry now, the chicken noodle soup was not enough to satiate him.

"K—We'll continue this later. I'm a little hungry" Marco said. His cheeks flushed red, his anger instantly subsided from hunger, and he walked to the dining table, acting as if he had barely exploded, snapping at Catherine again.

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief. Thanks to that rumbling stomach, he was free from scolding, at least for now.

Marco sat on a chair and looked at the roast meat in front of him.

He wanted to ask first, but he quickly moved on by removing the lid of the pot then starting to prepare everything for Marco's plate.

The savory aroma coming out of the pot almost made Marco's stomach rumble twice. Fortunately, his stomach was not rumbling anymore as it would be very embarrassing after the first one.

Catherine placed the meat, mashed potatoes, roasted green beans, diced carrots, and cherry tomatoes on the plate before serving in front of Marco.

"You like cherry tomatoes and carrots smeared with sauce, right? I—I'll give you an extra…." Catherine tried to remember everything Marco liked as a child.

"Do you want more for the meat?"

Marco just stared at her in silence, reminding her of what Catherine used to do when she was in high school and in college. He's just a ten-year-old boy. He did and asked the same thing.

His mood gradually improved, but he still did not say anything.

Catherine considers her silence as yes. He added more meat to the plate.

"Want a glass of ice or warm water?" Catherine asked.

"… Warm."

Catherine nodded. He put a glass of warm water on the table for Marco. He wanted to take a step back and let her enjoy the food, "If... you need something, you can tell me—Ah ?!"

Catherine was shocked when Marco suddenly wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer.

"Huh?"

"I said I wanted my first feed. It should be part of your service" Marco repeated his request, and Catherine was confused.

Marco clicked his tongue, "Do I need to make it clearer? I want you to give me the first bite."

"Ah— Okay.." Catherine finds it very strange that a ruthless and unexpected Marco-CEO wants to be fed by her. But he admitted and took the spoon and fork.

He mixes tender meat and mashed potatoes in a spoon and cherry tomatoes in a fork.

"Remember, if it doesn't feel good, you'll be fired and I'll kick you out of the apartment. I don't want to eat bad food every day" Marco warned.

"B—That's how I cook it. I hope you find this acceptable." Catherine said.

"Good."

Marco opened his mouth, ready for the first mouthful of roasted meat with mashed potatoes.

Surprisingly, Catherine felt nostalgic when she saw Marco open his mouth. He puts a spoon first and then a fork for Marco to bite into his favorite cherry tomato.

Marco chewed slowly to enjoy the taste while the gaze of his eagle stared at Catherine. Catherine swallowed nervously. After Marco finished swallowing, he asked, "How is it? I—is this good for you?"

...

Marco said nothing. He just picked up the spoon and fork and started eating in silence.

"M—Marco?"

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"Marco?"

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"Marco—"

"Shut up, sister-in-law. I can't talk while eating" Marco said. But since she had already opened her mouth, she looked at Catherine, standing behind her like a servant.

"Just sit next to me, and where's your plate? Do you think I can spend it all by myself?"

"I'm— I'll eat after you're done—"

"Omong empty, sit here, eat with me, and stop making me talk. I have to eat first!" Marco grumbling.

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'How can I sit still and eat together when my work is at stake?! You can only say yes or no. No need to add it like this! What a cruel man Catherine complained in her heart but did not dare to fight it out loud.

Catherine took out a plate and took out very little meat and mashed potatoes. He also did not choose the side dishes and sauces.

Regardless of the taste, he ate very slowly and seemed to have no appetite. Of course, it tasted really good, but he couldn't eat much, or unfortunately he would spit it all out.

Marco realized that Catherine was eating very slowly. Too slow, actually, it started to bother him.

He glanced at her as he was busy chewing a piece of flesh the size of a thumb in his mouth. He chewed it very slowly and even stopped a few times. Marco calculated that Catherine needed at least ten minutes to chew on that small piece of meat.

Marco said nothing, but he continued to observe by glancing at him while eating his portion. Catherine ate cherry tomatoes and mashed potatoes in small portions and then started chewing again for ten minutes.

At some point, Marco had consumed most of his food, while Catherine ate at most about 4 spoons of grilled meat.

Marco continued to observe him until he could not help but feel bothered by the slow pace of his eating.

"Why are you eating so slowly? Don't you realize that you need at least ten minutes to chew?" Marco asked.

Catherine was stiff. Of course, he knew that he was eating very slowly. Therefore, he initially wanted to refuse to eat with Marco because eating with him would make any food look unappetizing.

"M—Sorry.." Catherine apologized meekly and stopped eating, leaving most of the food on her plate untouched.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"M—Maaf—"