Thou Art My Destiny Chapter 2

Without a word, Matthew rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

The black apron, cinched at his lean waist, gave him an air of domestic charm that was surprisingly potent. I found myself staring, mesmerized by his efficient movements. The summer air was thick and hot, and he casually undid the top button of his shirt. A single bead of sweat trickled from his temple, tracing a path down the elegant column of his throat.

I had never realized how devastatingly attractive a man could be while cooking.

Gulp.

The sound of me swallowing was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. Matthew’s pointed ears twitched, and he glanced in my direction, a questioning look in his eyes. The moment our gazes met, my toes curled in my shoes with such intense awkwardness I could have excavated a new basement.

Just then, my phone rang, saving me from my mortification. It was Alan, my childhood friend.

“Elara? I thought we agreed I’d pick you up after you divorced him. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Are you really planning to spend the rest of your life with that… cold-blooded animal?”

A loud crash echoed from the kitchen.

My heart seized. I frantically lowered the volume on my phone.

The comments were unimpressed.

【Why are you bothering? A vampire’s hearing is superhuman. He can hear you even if you whisper.】

【Girl, if you actually listen to this guy, you’re on the fast track to becoming a human raisin.】

【I’m just saying, if she were even a little nicer to him, he wouldn’t have ended up cradling her corpse in his coffin later in the story…】

My fingers tightened on my phone, a chill running down my spine. I raised my voice, making sure Matthew could hear every word.

“Don’t you dare spread rumors! My hus-band and I are doing great, thank you very much! Next time, try shaking the empty space in your head before you talk to me. Hearing your whining gives me a headache.”