The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Dylan is an honest child, and he candidly said, "Dad’s cooking isn’t good."

"How is my cooking not good?" Kiya retorted defiantly.

Dylan looked at his mother with a difficult expression and quietly asked, "Mom, why don’t you cook?"

"Because there’s gender equality. Why should Mom cook every day? Mom is also very tired. Dylan, don’t you think so?"

Dylan thought for a moment and said, "Alright then."

...

After picking fresh vegetables from the garden, the three of them went home.

Dylan went to do his homework while Kiya and Paige Desmond went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The reason Kiya decided to learn cooking was that once Paige had her period, feeling uncomfortable, and still had to cook for them. Kiya, feeling sorry for her, suggested learning to cook, so Paige became his Master.

"First cut the cured meat," Paige directed.

Kiya stood there cutting the cured meat, slowly, but rather well.

Paige looked at him and smiled, "Kiya, I’ve found that you’re quite adaptable. With some guidance, you’ll definitely become a model Husband."

Kiya wasn’t embarrassed and said, "Yeah, I’ll keep trying."

...

Dinner was stir-fried meat with chili, egg with tomatoes, cold fungus, and soy-braised chicken wings. The main dish was egg pancakes with wild vegetables picked by Paige.

Dylan tasted each dish and said, "The egg pancakes and soy-braised chicken wings were made by Mom, more than half of the stir-fried meat with chili and egg with tomatoes was made by Mom, and the cold fungus was made by Dad."

Kiya raised an eyebrow and asked, "How did you know?"

"Hey, Dad, you still need to keep working hard."

Kiya knew his son thought his cooking wasn’t good and couldn’t help but laugh, "...if you think my cooking isn’t good, make it yourself. Anyone who can’t cook has no right to mock others’ cooking."

"Dad, I’m just a kid. Is it fun to compare cooking with a kid?"

"You child..."

Paige offered food to both father and son, smiling, "Hurry up and eat. After eating, we’ll go watch the traditional performance."

Dylan perked up and asked, "What’s the performance?"

"I don’t know either, just something that a Grandma mentioned today."

"I want to go!" Dylan sped up eating, making Paige worried he might choke, advised, "Eat slower."

"Okay." But Dylan didn’t slow down.

Kiya watched the happiness of his wife and child, feeling very satisfied, his gaze passing over his wife, noticing Paige’s radiant smile.

Thinking about Paige’s gloomy and lonely appearance while staying in the Imperial Palace, Kiya hesitated over the decision he was about to make.

"What are you thinking about?" Paige put some food in his bowl.

"My mother fell from upstairs and broke her pelvis..."

Paige’s expression changed, and she lowered her head, poking at the food in her bowl, asking, "Do you plan to go back and see her?"

Kiya didn’t answer.

Paige said, "No matter what, she’s still your mother. She’s sick, so it’s normal for you to go back and visit her."

"You know I can’t now; I’m ’dead’ already." Kiya reminded her.

Paige looked deeply at Kiya and asked, "Kiya, do you regret it?"

"No!"

"If you regret it, you can go back, but Dylan and I won’t return." Paige expressed her stance.

After all these years of marriage, Paige understood Kiya well; although Kiya was in Blackwood, his heart was in Abyanabad.

Kiya often secretly discussed with Gavin. Kiya knew everything about the Queen Dowager in Abyanabad, it seemed Kiya has been paying attention to Abyanabad.

Perhaps, giving up the Sultan’s position for her was a facade; Kiya wanted to lure out the mastermind was the real reason.

"I’m full." Paige said.

Kiya watched her eating very little, looking preoccupied, and asked, "Eat some more, why did you eat only a few bites and stop?"

"I ate too much at noon, so I’m not hungry now. Take your time eating." Paige got up and left.

Dylan also hurriedly finished eating and chased after his mother.

Kiya looked at the table full of dishes and also lost his appetite.

His young wife surely overthought...

...

Blackwood was originally remote, with few entertainment activities. Whenever someone came to show a movie or perform a traditional performance, it was the biggest entertainment activity, attracting people from all around.

A simple stage was set up in Blackwood’s winnowing area.

When Paige and the others arrived, the performance had already begun, and they sat in the back row, watching from afar.

The rhythmic singing, Paige and the others couldn’t understand, but they listened for the liveliness.

"Dylan, let’s catch fireflies." Nolan, Dylan’s new friend, came to play with Dylan.

Dylan wasn’t interested in the performance and went with Nolan to catch fireflies.

Kiya watched his son worriedly and asked, "Is it okay for Dylan to go alone?"

"It’ll be fine."

Paige seriously watched the dramatic and colorful faces on the stage, watching them portray their emotions...

"What are they singing?" Kiya couldn’t understand at all.

"I don’t know either."

Kiya frowned, "Then why are you watching so intently?"

"Watching a performance is just for the excitement, isn’t it?"

Kiya: ...

The performance ended, and Dylan hadn’t returned. After asking Nolan’s mother, she said her husband went to find the kids and would bring them home.

Paige and Kiya walked back home.

On the rural dirt road, surrounded by tall cornfields, Paige didn’t dare to walk alone.

As they walked, they heard embarrassed sounds from the front of the cornfield and stopped.

Both were adults, naturally knowing what those sounds meant.

The people of Blackwood were open-minded; the young men and women, once they formed a liking, would hide in secluded places and indulge themselves.

What Paige didn’t know was that events like watching traditional performances often served as matchmaking occasions for young men and women from surrounding areas.

Paige quietly stepped forward, with Kiya following behind. Once they were far enough not to hear the sounds, Paige breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Dylan wasn’t with us, otherwise..."

Kiya embraced Paige and led her into a nearby cornfield.

"Kiya, what are you doing?"

"You haven’t conceived yet, perhaps it’s not the right place... let’s try here..."

"No!"

There were no streetlights, but the moon was bright enough to clearly see each other’s expressions.

"Kiya, let’s hurry home; Dylan might be waiting for us there."

"Gavin and the others are home; what are you worried about?"

Kiya broke some corn stalks, took off his coat, laid it on the ground, and laid Paige down.

"Kiya, no!"

"Why not?"

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