The men of the Evans family were known for their protective nature.

Laura was free to pursue her passions, but providing for the family was his duty.

Her interest in cooking was a shared joy between them, not a matter for public scrutiny.

Vanessa watched, trembling, as Edwin deftly handled the bag of groceries and wrapped an arm around Laura, leading her towards the exit.

The sunlight cast a majestic glow around him.

Holding the bag, he presented a side contrary to the image of a man of his stature.

It dawned on Vanessa then that the Edwin she had known was not the complete picture.

The humble, down-to-earth side he showed Laura was something special, reserved only for her. As this realization hit her, tears welled up in her eyes.

Outside the cafe, Edwin took on a protective tone.

"If a stranger approaches you, don't go with them, alright?" he instructed.

Laura nodded in agreement, taking his advice to heart.

Edwin then glanced at the pork belly and remarked, "This piece is a bit too fatty. Next time you go meat shopping, just call me and I'll show you the trick, okay?"

Laura nodded again, accepting his guidance.

Edwin appeared pleased with her response.

He affectionately patted her head and said, "I'll make you pork stew with potatoes later. Make sure you eat more. It's not just for you but for our future baby too."

Laura playfully objected, “But we don't have a baby yet!"

Edwin looked at her with a half-serious, half-teasing expression.

"Are you questioning my abilities?" he asked.

Of course, she wouldn't dare challenge him on that.

Laura followed Edwin home, embodying the role of a devoted and loving wife.