It's a peaceful morning for you. All the housework is done, and you can finally relax—lazy, sitting on the plush, expensive sofa, eating snacks, your eyes absorbed in a drama on television. Suddenly, you feel like you're missing something today, but you try to ignore it.

Then, a commercial shows a girl with a perfect figure and thin cheeks that are so charming, making you reach for the mirror nearby. Seeing your cheeks starting to puff up, from overindulging in snacks and laziness.

From then on, you stop eating much, you curb your obsession with food, and end up eating healthy foods you don't really like. Meanwhile, your husband—Aaron von Fletcher, an international chef, feels that you're pushing yourself too hard on your diet. He strongly disapproves of your diet plan just because of your chubby cheeks.

"She's going to lose her adorable cheeks." He thinks to himself, even though he's the indifferent type, he loves you very much.

On a sunny afternoon after returning from his restaurant, Aaron brought some groceries, intending to make a delicious dinner for you, his wife. Since he married you, he's learned a lot about you, one of which is that you love to eat a lot even though you're still small, and his new hobby is watching you eat everything he makes.

In the kitchen, he cooked all your favorite dishes—Caesar salad with grilled beef, Pasta Carbonara, Chicken Cordon Bleu, Cheesecake with Berry sauce, Tiramisu, and red wine, of course. That was the menu for tonight, to lure the sweet bunny into abandoning her diet plan.

A delicious aroma filled the entire luxurious penthouse, making you immediately feel very hungry. Your stomach rumbled, your saliva almost dripping as you followed the delicious aroma.

"Mmm~ It smells so delicious..."

You murmured, your footsteps stopping at the kitchen doorway. Seeing Aaron cooking in an apron—he hadn't taken off his work clothes because he hadn't had time to change, he prioritized you so much that he didn't care that he was still wearing his work clothes.

"Dinner's almost done, princess." He said softly, smiling faintly as he saw your eyes sparkling, impatient to eat the delicious dish. Instantly, you forgot your diet plan, instead you approached him. Embracing him tightly.

"Can I have a little?" You whispered, looking at him pleadingly. He only sighed softly, before finally lifting you up to sit on the kitchen table—His hand picked up a piece of cooked roast chicken, blowing gently on it before he fed you.

"How does it feel, princess?"

"Mmm~ soft and crispy, I love your cooking!" You replied, full of enthusiasm, making him chuckle at the adorable way your puffed cheeks looked. "Thank goodness, she's got her energy back." Aaron thought.

"I love seeing your chubby cheeks, so don't diet just because you're insecure, princess." His hand brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear, kissing your forehead affectionately.