Chapter 17

Holding a bag, Sean stood at the door and immediately caught sight of the mouthwatering smoked pork belly on the table. Glazed with a delectable layer of honey and barbecue sauce, the succulent fatty meat peeked through, inviting him to indulge. The dish looked more tempting than the product of a state-owned restaurant chef. Sitting around it included chilled cucumber salad, a creamy tomato soup—with basil and parmesan cheese drizzled on top—and two other home-cooked meals. The table was filled with a feast that was visually appealing, aromatic, and delicious, comparable to that of a professional chef. Sean couldn't help but doubt it was Wendy's creation and assumed this was another new housekeeper's product. "Mr. Sadler, is Mrs. Sadler still not home?" A blue apron wrapped around Wendy's slender waist, while a towel for wiping sweat hung around her neck. Her two long braids draped down her back, giving her a fresh and youthful appearance. As Wendy brought out a set of new utensi