The onlookers could see that Roy really valued her as he was extremely patient with her. He used the spoon to scoop the soup, cooled it down by blowing on it and fed it to her. At the same time, he explained what it was and told her how to eat it. As it was mostly liquid with a bit of corn in it, she didn't need to chew a lot.
"Hubby, it's too good." She really liked the taste of the corn in the soup and muttered to Roy sweetly after grabbing his arm, "Each time I pop them with my teeth, a tasty juice fills my mouth. Feed me more."
"I am more than happy to."
Their relationship was deeper than strangers suddenly becoming husband and wife. She was his fated and hadn't approached him with ill intent. Not to mention, she was obedient to him. As a man, he could ask for nothing more than a gentle and caring wife who not only loved him but also respected him. He could see it in the way she behaved.
"Is this to your liking?"
