I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 476

Chapter 476 The Way to a Man’s Heart

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“Fine, once you’re done brushing your teeth, I’ll tell you what I want to eat, Easton said casually. He loosened his arms around the girl, grabbed a new set of toiletries from the side, and joined her in brushing his teeth.

Of course, in daily life, there could not possibly be just one set of toiletries in the house. Watching Easton use her things with such ease and moving around like he was the rightful master of the place, Ellis was practically speechless.

Unbelievable. She had never met anyone so shameless

By the time she finished brushing her teeth, she was so annoyed by his presence that she did not even want to wash her face. She turned on her heel and stormed out.

“Where are you going, darling?” Easton asked.

At the sound of that word darling. Ellis whipped around and shot him a glare sharp enough to cut. “Stop calling me that! Call me ‘darling‘ one more time, and I swear I’ll poison you mute!”

Leaving him with a cold snort, she marched away. But it did not take long for Easton to track her down and cling to her like a piece of human Velcro.

“Easton, are you done?!” Ellis snapped, reaching out to push him off. “What are you, a bottle of superglue that turned into a person? You can’t breathe unless you’re stuck to me, is that it?”

“My body is still feeling unwell” Easton rested his head lazily on her shoulder, his voice weak and low. “I want some porridge.. the kind you make.”

Ellis ground her teeth. “Am I your maid? Just because you want something. I’m supposed to do it?”

“I can pay you?” Easton begged.

“Pay your damn ass!” Utterly fed up, Ellis stomped down hard on his foot.

Thinking back, she had once stupidly believed in that cliche ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. She had worked hard to improve her cooking, only to be met with ridicule and disdain from him. He had never even liked her cooking! And now he had the nerve and the audacity to say he wanted her porridge?

Was he not the least bit worried she would poison it and send him straight to death?

Easton did not even flinch from the pain in his foot. He just held her tightly resting his chin on her shoulder again, speaking with the fragile helplessness unique to the sick, I’m still not fully recovered. Can’t you grant me this one small wish?”

Ellis clenched her fists, tempted to punch him square in the face. “Sure, I’ll grant your wish. The wish to diel

“I don’t believe you’re that heartless.” Easton straightened up slightly, looking down at her with a faint, knowing gaze. “Even the most basic human compassion. I know you have it. We spent years together… Even if there’s only a shred of leftover feelings, you wouldn’t just stand by and watch me die.

“I don’t care how much compassion I have!” Ellis shot him a scathing look. “When I used to cook for you, you didn’t even like it. You were always mocking me. And now! Now you think you can just ask me to make you porridge like it’s nothing? Where’s your face?”

Although Easton did make himself sick, the awful feeling of being sick was as real as the reality. He did not mean to boss Ellise around, but indeed, he did miss the porridge she cooked.

He let out a low cough. Not intentional this time, but a real one brought on by his lingering illness.

“I did dislike your cooking at first,” he admitted hoarsely. “But later on.. I just did not think you needed to waste your time. cooking for me every day. We could afford private chefs, Why should you tire yourself out doing something meaningless?”

Back when they got married, he never expected them to be together forever. A wife wandering around the kitchen every day just was not part of his plan. That’s what chefs were for.

Klis stomned on his fost sesin hard. “We? Who’s we? There is no ‘we‘ anumorel And I would rather not hese unite PYCTICES

Chapter 476 The Way to a Man’s Heart

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Ever since their divorce, living alone, she had barely stepped foot in the kitchen herself. She was not even eating her cooking. so why on earth would her annoying ex–husband get that privilege?

Easton coughed again, sounding even more pitiful. “Darling I don’t feel awful.”

“Stop acting like a broken record!” Ellis snapped, scalp prickling with irritation.

Did he think that just because he was sick saying I don’t feel awful over and over would get me to give in? Dream on. As long as he was alive and breathing. I will not cater to his every whim.

“I’m not feeling well… I’m going back to bed” Easton finally loosened his hold on her and turned to head back to her bedroom

In fact, the aftereffects of his fever had hit. The weakness and the body aches, all of it was real