Chapter 180 Mr. Windsor learns to cook

In the end, shame prevailed. Being able to resist wearing her usual conservative sleepwear was already quite difficult, so she put on a silk sundress. The watermelon-red sleep gown, worn against her naturally fair skin, became even more enticing.

Oliver had a good sense of aesthetics, but he always felt that girls would like pink. Most of the clothes he chose for her were in shades of pink and red, mostly dresses.

Natalie made all the preparations and sat on the bed, waiting for Oliver.

Lately, he seemed unusually busy and hadn't returned to the room. Natalie waited and waited until she fell asleep, only to wake up at 2:18 in the morning.

Oliver still hadn't returned.

Natalie threw on a robe and went out. When she arrived at the study, the study doors were open, and it was pitch black inside with no one around.

Oliver wasn't there.

Did he go out?

Natalie was puzzled. Just as she was about to go back to her room, she noticed a faint light coming from the kitchen downstairs, along with