My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 821

May sat on the sofa and watched him with a smile.

Henry loved to show his love to May, and May enjoyed it.

"Do you like it?"

Henry handed over the present he had brought in France carefully.

May unwrapped the exquisite packaging, it was a designer brand necklace with pink diamonds and a

butterfly pendant. May said, "It's too expensive. I have told you not to buy expensive jewelry for me as I

don't wear them that often."

May begrudged spending so much money on jewelry.

The sofa was designed for one person. But Henry sat directly next to her and squeezed her. He liked to

be close to her.

"May, let me help you put on this."

Every time Henry wanted to amuse her, he would act clumsily. This time, he also helped put the

necklace around May's neck clumsily.

"It looks good on you."

Henry helped put the necklace around her neck and cupped her face in his hands, watching her intently

with a smile.

"I was thinking about buying you something when I was in France. When I passed by a window, I

caught sight of this necklace and I thought it would fit you."

May could no longer blame him for spending too much money when she heard what he said. Her eyes

were full of happiness. "Thank you."

Henry was a straightforward person, so he kissed her.

"You don't have to look for a job. I can support our family."

"There is an old saying in China that men are the ones supposed to support their families."

Henry rested her head on his shoulder and gently stroked her hair. When he saw her resume on the

computer, he knew she wanted to look for a job. Thus, he discussed it with her seriously. He didn't think

she needed a job as his income was enough for them to spend freely.

She looked up at him with her face blushed and told him softly, "No, you have no legal obligation to

support me yet."

They hadn't gotten married yet, so technically, they still hadn't formed a family.

Henry also realized that only marriage could form a family. He was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

His sudden apology ruined the original sweet atmosphere.

He always apologized to her every time the word "Marriage" was mentioned. It was as if May had been

urging him to marry her, which pressured him a lot.

May wrenched herself from his arms and shook her head, "It's okay."

She decided not to discuss marriage with Henry. She was a traditional Chinese woman, who always

thought that two people should marry if they loved each other and to have babies.

On the other hand, probably because Henry was an orphan and he was adopted by perverted parents

when he was a child, he was traumatized by marriage.

Henry stood up abruptly and headed for the kitchen, May quickly stopped him, "Don't worry about

cooking... You just got back home, and you must be tired. You need rest."

"No, I'm gonna cook some delicious food for you."

Every time Henry annoyed May, he would cook some food for her. He thought she would forgive him by

doing so.

"I'm not angry."

May wanted him to rest. But Henry put on his apron stubbornly and skillfully picked up the spade.

"You must not have breakfast yet. What do you want to eat?"

"Shall I make you a tomato and beef noodle soup?"

May didn't know how to stop him, so she had to sit down and wait for food. "Why did you only cook one

bowl? Aren't you hungry?"

Henry's tomato and beef noodle soup looked more delicious than those sold outside.

Henry untied his apron, then went to her and kissed her on the cheek. "I don't have time. My

colleagues are waiting for me downstairs."

"What?"

May was startled.

"You just got off the plane and your colleagues are waiting for you downstairs. Did you come just to see

me?"

Henry nodded with a smile.

"Come on, you really don't need to rush to see me next time, you should get some rest first. And there

are many colleagues waiting for you... I'm so sorry."

May felt sweet and at the same time guilty.

"That's okay. They are having breakfast at a nearby restaurant anyway." Henry was used to leaving his

colleagues behind.

"Well, if you're not in a hurry, eat this noodle soup to warm your stomach. Don't be busy as a bee. You'll NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

be in trouble later if you continue to treat your stomach badly."

As she spoke, Henry slipped into the bedroom and looked for something. Soon he came out with a

hairdryer.

"I'll blow your hair. You eat the noodles."

Henry flashed a bright and sweet smile.

Her long hair was still a little wet when he'd cuddled her just now. Perhaps it was because May had

spent so much time in France that she was used to showering every morning after she woke up.

"I heard that if you don't dry your hair in time when you're young, you will get migraines when you're

old."

Henry was blowing her long hair expertly as he had done it for years now, and he had urged her to

keep her hair long, preferably up to her waist. He liked her hair dark and thick.

"So you have thought about the times when I am old," May quipped.

"Of course."

Henry smirked and continued to gently and carefully blow her long hair.

The hairdryer made some noise, but it didn't stop the warm chuckle between them.

"Rat-a-rat, rat-tat..."

There were a few knocks on the iron door. They didn't notice it at first, until a moment later when the

door was opened with a key, May looked back sharply.

"Henry!"

It was his agent, Shirley.

"Henry, we are all down there waiting for you. What are you doing?" She said in an accusatory tone.

Especially after seeing that Henry kept them waiting for him just because he wanted to blow this

Chinese woman's hair.

Henry looked at his agent and smiled apologetically.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

With that, Henry made sure May's hair was dry before he put the hairdryer down.

May could only smile awkwardly at Shirley, but Shirley looked extremely unhappy. She glared at May

fiercely behind Henry's back.

She whispered to May, "Henry just entered a new company and he's busy."

Shirley was implying that as a girlfriend, May didn't contribute to Henry's career at all and had only held

him back.

Expressionless, May walked them to the door. She finally failed to resist her curiosity and asked, "Why

do you have my house's key?"

Shirley made a funny face, "I rented this house, it's just that Henry asked me to sublet it to you at a

lower price."

May froze.

Henry had already been dragged away by his colleagues because they still had work to do.

May sighed after she watched them leave. She knew Shirley liked Henry, but Henry was slow-witted

about romantic relationships. May really didn't want to drive a wedge between Shirley and Henry, and

she was confident that Henry would never cheat on her.