Inside the self-serving kitchen with two people inside it, the woman was busy stirring the content in the cooking-pot, looking cheerful while the man couldn’t keep his eyes away from her face.

“Is it just me or you are really happy?” Matthew quizzed, leaning against the counter and facing her directly.

The big smile showing on Gabriella’s face grew wider. Her eyes were bright and beautiful, they looked like crescent moon while smile.

“You are right, sir,” she spared Matthew a glance and looked back at the soup inside the pot almost immediately. “I’m really happy for Penelope. I must admit that she’s a lucky lady for having a wonderful...