OMG!!! My Crippled Husband is a Hot, Powerful CEO-Chapter 116 - Not even a towel robe

Alex looked embarrassed, hoping Joanna would understand that he was doing all this for her.

"I was testing all the gadgets in the kitchen to make sure there were no more surprises and didn’t know what this was." He gestured towards a broken bottle on the counter.

"I tasted it and realized it was hot sauce, but when I was putting it back, it fell and splashed on me."

Joanna wasn’t upset about what had happened, except for what Alex was wearing.

If he had taken off his shirt before entering the kitchen, she wouldn’t have been so bothered.

"So, you ruined my shirt," Joanna said with a hint of bitterness. Alex realized he had forgotten to take off the shirt to save it for her as he had promised.

The realization filled him with guilt like never before. "Let me wash it for you. Can you make us something to eat, please?"

He was also hungry, or else he wouldn’t have bothered to check the food items in the kitchen after ensuring the safety of the gadgets.

Alex walked past her to the bathroom with a great level of self-control, as she was only in a towel.

The inconvenience was too much for them to bear, and he wondered how long they were meant to stay here together.

The King’s standard duration for a honeymoon was two weeks, but Alex had already explained to Grandpa how he could not bear to spend two weeks away from his businesses.

However, from the way things turned out, he could not confirm if Grandpa bent the rules for him a little.

Since it concerned conception, Alex was certain that even the old man would be happy with this arrangement.

Having come to terms with the fact that Joanna was indeed a very good woman, the only thing holding him back from claiming her was the promise he made to Dion, which he never planned to go against.

When Alex returned, he had not only washed the shirt but also showered. He had cut his trousers into shorts and was only wearing a singlet on top. However, the blazer and Joanna’s wedding gown would require professional cleaning.

As he mentioned that the shirt would air dry in the bathroom, his words caught in his throat when he saw Joanna. "You look... sexy," he said in a hoarse voice, causing Joanna to feel embarrassed in her lingerie. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

The comment made her uncomfortable as he was not her partner, and she didn’t want to be exposed in front of him like that.

How could she have known that being offered so much meant there was more to being Mrs. King than met the eye, even if it was a fake arrangement?

"This is well planned. Not even a towel robe," Joanna spoke without looking at him, feeling embarrassed in what she was wearing.

If there was at least a towel robe, it would have been more comfortable for her to wear on top of the lingerie, but there wasn’t.

Alex recalled the deal as he did not want to think about the trap anymore. The most important thing was for them to survive in chastity when they were finally able to make it out of the cabin.

"Do you still need my help?" he asked. Joanna shook her head. She was just fixing a sandwich for both of them since she wanted something fast.

There wasn’t much left to do as she had already done everything.

"No. Please wait for me at the table and close your eyes," she said, hoping to get him away from the kitchen. The lingerie made her so uncomfortable that she wanted to squirm at the sight of Alex.

Agnes was a terrorist and, in the end, she emerged as the victor in this game.

Alex obeyed until he smelled the aroma of the food and heard Joanna’s voice, "you can open your eyes now."

Joanna sat in front of him, this time with a towel wrapped around her chest. Alex didn’t understand why he felt disappointed that the view was now blocked.

However, dinner diverted his attention from all the challenges they faced. This was the first time so many burdens were lifted off him because there was no network.

If problems arose, Aiden and Dario would both have to come up with ways to address them. This is delicious," he complimented. As usual, it tasted just like his mom’s cooking.

"Thank you," Joanna forced a smile and replied. Seeing him eat her food so heartily was quite comforting.

Nevertheless, this wasn’t the kind of food someone would eat on a honeymoon, but then again, it wasn’t even a real honeymoon to begin with.

Joanna was packing the plates after they were done eating, but Alex took them from her.

"You cooked, so let me do this."

As he carried the unwashed plates away, Joanna began to think about the sleeping arrangements and quickly came up with a plan.

However, when Alex was done and returned, he was surprised to see her still sitting on the chair close to the dining table.

"You can sleep on the bed, and I will sleep on the floor," Alex proposed, but Joanna, not wanting to seem heartless, suggested instead,

"It’s cold. You will need the duvet, but there is only one. We will have to share."

The idea of sharing the small bed made her heart race, but Alex adamantly refused, saying,

"It’s not right. You sleep on the bed and have the blanket. I will sit on the chair and rest my head on the table."

He had occasionally slept that way in the office, leaning against his desk, finding it more comfortable than the dining table.

While his office chair was luxurious, the dining chair was not. Joanna was about to decline when he added,

"When you wake up to make breakfast, I can sleep on the bed for an hour."

It seemed like they were going to take turns with the bed, but as Joanna considered it, she pointed out a significant flaw in that plan.