Chapter 75. My Husband Is a Taxi Driver

When Primrose woke up for the second time, it was already quite late. She blinked a few times to fully wake up, then looked around the room. Perhaps by this time, Joel was in the kitchen cooking, so she also got up leisurely, folded the blanket, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. After that, Primrose put on her pajamas and went downstairs to find Joel yawning and tousling her slightly messy hair.

"Awake now, sweetie? Did you sleep well?"

Since he had heard the faint footsteps from the stairs, Joel knew that Primrose was awake. He took off his apron and hung them neatly, then approached to help Primrose adjust her slightly messy hair before pulling out a chair for her to sit at the dining table.

"Are you ready for breakfast? I'll get it for you."

Primrose was still not fully awake from her dream, her gaze flickering lazily. Water droplets from washing her face still glistened on her fair complexion, but Joel carefully wiped them away before bringing