A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Fifteen minutes later, Veronica brought Raymond to a breakfast bar. Because it was remote and the tables there were placed in front of the door, it looked like a roadside stall.

After Veronica got out of the car, she took Raymond to the breakfast bar. Raymond grabbed Veronica's wrist and pointed to the bar not far away, "Are you trying to tell me that we will eat there?"

Veronica nodded. "Yes."

After saying that, Veronica planned to continue walking forward.

Raymond grabbed Veronica's hand and pulled her, saying with a sour face, "I want to go to a breakfast restaurant with a business license, not this kind of street stall."

Veronica frowned and looked at Raymond's disgusted expression.

"Since they are selling breakfast, of course, they have a business license. We are already here. Let's go and eat together."

Raymond was still unwilling to take a step forward.

Raymond was picky when it came to the dining environment. A good dining environment would greatly increase one's appetite.

Raymond was unwilling to eat by the streets. The cars and people were coming and going. Maybe the exhaust of the cars stained the food. He was not in the mood to eat.

"Veronica, we've agreed that if I'm not satisfied with today's breakfast, I won't return the money."

"You haven't eaten yet. How do you know you will be dissatisfied? You have to eat first and then decide, right?" Veronica fooled Raymond like a huckster. "Mr. Cordova, give it a try. What if it's delicious?" How delicious could the food in such a place be?

Raymond's entire face was filled with disgust.

However, because Veronica had repeatedly fooled him, Raymond looked at her with suspicion, "If I'm not satisfied with the food, we will leave this place immediately!"

"Sure!" Veronica nodded. As she persuaded Raymond to come over, she waved to the driver in the car and asked him to eat with them.

In the end, Veronica, Raymond, and the driver sat down at a table in front of the breakfast bar at the same time.

Looking at the greasy good on the table, Raymond covered his nose in disgust.

Veronica knew Raymond was a clean freak.

She took out a few pieces of tissue from the table and wiped the table as well as Raymond's chair.

Because Veronica wiped the table and chair, Raymond barely resisted the urge to leave the place and sat down.

If Veronica hadn't insisted on having breakfast here, he would never have eaten in a place like this.

When the three of them sat down, a waiter came over to ask, "What do you want to eat?"

"Do you want soup or porridge?" Veronica asked the two people in front of her first.

Raymond frowned and said coldly, "Soup!"

After Raymond spoke, the driver dared to speak, "I want to drink it, too."

Veronica smiled at the waiter and said, "Give me three bowls of soup, bread, and fried eggs!"

Then, Veronica handed the money to the waiter.

The waiter gave change to Veronica, and then, in a short while, another waiter brought the food over.

When everything was ready, Veronica distributed the knives, forks, and spoons to the two in front of her.

Then, he lowered his head and ate.

The driver was hungry and ate with relish. But Raymond...

Raymond stared down at the soup in the bowl. Although it had a strong fragrance, he had difficulty eating in such an environment.

After eating a fried egg, Veronica looked up at Raymond in surprise. "Mr. Cordova, why aren't you eating?"

Raymond's face was full of disgust. "Is this even food?"

A waiter passed by Raymond. When he heard Raymond's words, he frowned. Other guests looked at them strangely.

Veronica's face turned sour.

"Mr. Cordova, of course, it is food. Moreover, the breakfast here is famous in the vicinity. It is very delicious. You will know when you try it!"

With that, Veronica placed some of the bread in the small bowl in front of Raymond.

The driver echoed, "It's true, Mr. Cordova. The food in this bar is really delicious."

Because these two people were persuading him, Raymond endured his disgust and picked up the bread in the bowl, taking a small bite.

When he tasted it, he felt it extremely delicious.

After taking a bite, Raymond frowned. He gently chewed on the bread, and his eyes lit up.

Who would have thought that the greasy and inconspicuous bread would taste so delicious?

When a person was hungry, if he didn't eat, he might be able to resist the hunger. However, after eating a mouthful of food, he would immediately have an urge to eat.

Raymond swallowed the bread and took another bite. After that, he continued to eat the rest of it.

After eating the bread, Raymond felt a little choked. He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.

Unexpectedly, the soup tasted fresh. Obviously, it was made from chicken and not mixed with seasoning.

There were many small breakfast bars on the side of the road. For the sake of profit, some put seasonings in the soup. So, it was filled with chemicals. However, this soup was different.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

It meant that the owner of this breakfast bar was making breakfast with his heart.

After drinking the soup, Raymond went to pick up the fried dumplings and steamed dumplings.

As expected, the fried egg and bread tasted good.

After Raymond finished his breakfast, the unwillingness between his brows slowly dissipated. Veronica grinned and looked at Raymond.

"Mr. Cordova, how is it? Doesn't the food in the breakfast bar taste good?"

Raymond glanced at Veronica and said indifferently, "It's just so-so."

Veronica smiled and reached out to Raymond. "Then, Mr. Cordova, can you return my money to me?"

"Not yet!"

Veronica didn't know what to say.

"Why?" Wasn't he satisfied with this breakfast? Why was he still unwilling to return the money to her?

At this time, Raymond wiped his mouth with a napkin and called the waiter over, "Waiter, give me another plate of fried egg."

Then, Raymond looked at Veronica and said, "Pay up!"