The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Chapter 1135
Leia was left flushing all the way to her ears by Xavier's obvious innuendos.
"Y-You’re such a pig!" She snapped, and slapped him across his chiseled cheek before shoving him as far as she could. "I must
have been crazy to think that you were nice, but you're nothing but a pig!"
Seeing that she really was upset, Xavier finally stopped smiling and explained, "Okay, okay—I was just messing with you. Also, I
don't mean ’ enjoy' in the way you think. It's a misunderstanding.’
"Then how do you mean it?!"
"I heard from someone that you like crayfish, and I bought ten pounds so that you'd have enough for a while. In some cultures,
it's a food that wards off bad luck too. How is that for your enjoyment?"
"Crayfish?!"
Leia's eyes lit up at those words-she had to admit that crayfish was her favorite food, bar none. She would devour them
whenever they were in season, or she could not stand it.
And while she was incarcerated, it was what she missed most of the world outside.
In that case, Xavier did understand her-and at that moment, even reaching into her very soul!
And the man was resting his chin under his hands with a vague smile." Yeah. It's your favorite, and I just happen to know how to
cook them to perfection. Coincidence, huh?"
"Wait, you know how to cook crayfish?"
"Soup, stew, salad, with potatoes. It goes with everything."
"Perfect!" Leia exclaimed impatiently, gulping her drool that was threatening to leak. “What are we waiting for? Let's 'enjoy'
already!"
"Indeed," Xavier replied with a smug smile and got out of the car, thinking to himself that she had to be such a glutton to get
swindled just by waving crayfish in her face.

However, would he really spare her so easily?
They both alighted and headed to the basement elevator, which took them up to Xavier's apartment.
It was a nice, homely place, with the interior covered with raw wood, as was the trend these days. There were plush toys at
every corner, helping to create an atmosphere of calm and soothing frayed nerves.
'Take a break or a shower. Maybe play a game or something while I cook," Xavier told her as he put up an apron.
When he did, he suddenly appeared to be a domestic husband, and there was hardly a hint of the playboy that he really was.
"Okay," Leia replied tamely. Though she was suddenly a little wary, she gulped, finding herself staring stupidly at him.
She had to give it to him-a man in an apron was awfully seductive, and her appetite for the man was whetted more than her
appetite for crayfish.
While he cooked in the kitchen, she could not help surveying his house gingerly out of curiosity.
Tut, tut.
3,000 square feet apartments really were luxurious, and all five rooms were so wide one could jog in it.
The interior of Xavier's room was actually kept prim and clean, and nothing special about it.
The others were the same-clean and homely, not unlike that from a sample house, and showing little individuality.
However, the last room was closed, which somehow made it stand out.
Leia's hand was already on the doorknob, and she was hesitant if she should go in for a look.
It would be impolite if she did, but she could not resist the curiosity in her either.
After all, you could not stop yourself from finding out more about a person when you loved them-it was just like opening stacking
dolls-you would always hope to see something you've never seen...
In the end, she gritted her teeth and opened it!