Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503 The Apron Revenge

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Chapter 503 The Apron Revenge

Right after saying that, Bessie bolted.

Tess’s face darkened instantly.

Abel, on the other hand, burst out laughing.

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At first, it was just a low chuckle, but when the pull on his back suddenly loosened and he turned to see Tess’s sour expression, he laughed even harder.

Snap!

Tess grabbed the scissors hanging on the wall and sliced right through the strap of Abel’s

apron.

Then she smiled, lifting the sharp scissors and giving them a little wave in his direction.

The cold and sharp metal gleamed under the light, flashing with a faint chill as she moved her hand.

“If you ever tie a knot that tight again, next time, I won’t just cut the apron strings.”

Her tone was calm, but the curve of her lips was icy.

Abel flinched, shivering a little, and quickly raised his hands in surrender. “Got it. Won’t happen again.”

“Hmph.” Tess gave a short snort and tucked the scissors away. “Let’s eat.”

Abel exaggeratedly patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Tess heard him behind her and turned, shooting a deadly glare over her shoulder.

Abel instantly straightened his back and followed her obediently.

When they reached the table, Bessie quickly pulled out a chair for Tess.

“Bessie, let Layla rest in the crib for a bit. Come eat,” Tess said as she sat down.

A moment later, Bessie appeared at the table, wiping her hands.

Abel, now much more well–behaved, leaned forward to serve Tess some food. “Try this. I

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learned this recipe from a five–star chef.”

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It was a tender piece of fish, lightly sauced, looking rich and flavorful enough to make anyone’s mouth water.

Tess twitched the corner of her lips.

When she looked up, she caught Bessie staring at them with an amused nosy grin.

As soon as their eyes met, Bessie blinked and quickly turned away. “Uh… I’ll try this one then.”

Tess was speechless.

Still, she picked up the small piece of fish on her plate and ate it. When she saw Abel reaching for another, she quickly said, “No need to serve me. Just eat.”

Abel froze, glancing at her pitifully before slowly pulling his hand back. “Oh … okay.”

Tess rolled her eyes.

He looked so wronged, as if she’d just bullied him.

She shot him a hard glare, but that only made him shrink even more, like a scolded puppy.

Tess could hardly believe this was the same Abel she knew—the one who was always cold, ruthless, and decisive. Seeing him act like this made her skin crawl.

Bessie finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Tess, men these days are all the same–useless. I won’t even start on your ex–husband, but seriously, they’re all trash. A guy like Abel is rare. Look at him! He’s probably been spoiled his whole life, and yet he still cooked you a full meal himself. You can’t even give him a compliment? He serves you food, and you glare at him?”

Bessie scolded Tess openly, then turned to comfort Abel. “Don’t mind her, Abel. That’s just how Tess is. But if you treat her right, she’ll remember it, trust me.”

Abel looked touched and nodded eagerly.

Tess gave him a sideways glance.

Ah, so that’s what this little act was about.

She smiled coldly, her voice sweet but her eyes anything but. “I know. I’ll make sure to treat him very well.”

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As she spoke, she reached out with her fork and dropped a bright red chili pepper into Abel’s plate.

“Here. Eat up.”

Her tone was cheerful, but her gaze was sharp enough to cut glass.

Abel froze, uneasy, and stared at the chili sitting on top of his pasta. His throat tightened.

He wasn’t one for bland food, but he definitely couldn’t handle spicy.

When Tess noticed he wasn’t moving, she tilted her head and smiled. “What’s wrong, Mr. Shaw? Still mad at me? Is that why you won’t eat what I serve you?”

That hit him right where it hurt. He realized he’d trapped himself.

He forced a grin and, without hesitation, scooped the chili together with some pasta and swallowed it whole. “Of course not. I’m not mad at all.”

Tess watched him eat, then gave a satisfied nod.

Abel felt his stomach catch fire, but under Tess’s watchful gaze, he kept smiling. “Guess my cooking’s not bad after all, huh?”

Bessie looked between them, finally satisfied that the two had “made up.”

Tess, however, had her mind on the Embers and the Larsons. She didn’t have the energy to mess around with Abel anymore.

She had a small appetite, but still tasted a bit of everything since Abel had worked hard on the meal.

Meanwhile, Abel, usually quick and restless, was oddly sluggish now.

When Tess set her food down, she noticed his flushed face and frowned. “What’s wrong?”

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