Chapter 408 A Serious Talk With Elvis
Cherise had a lingering fear that the more Damien tried to help, the messier things would. become, and she might lose her temper.
Feeling somewhat helpless, Damien settled onto the couch and sent a message to Lennon. “Hey. You told me that if I personally cooked for her, it would touch her, right?”
Lennon quickly replied, “Yeah, I said that.”
“Think about it: someone like you who knows nothing about cooking, venturing into the kitchen. to prepare something special for her, playing the role of the family chef for the day. She should be truly touched by that, don’t you think?”
Damien furrowed his brow in contemplation. He glanced over at the kitchen, where a woman was scrubbing a burnt pot with a stern expression. “It doesn’t seem like she’s touched at all. If anything, she looks a little angry.”
Lennon was puzzled. “Really?”
“Your Cherry has always been someone who values emotions, a sensitive girl. How can she not react to such a heartfelt gesture?”
“Hmm.”
Damien sighed. “She might not let me set foot in the kitchen again.”
Lennon was taken aback and finally asked the burning question. “Damien, do you even know how
to cook?”
“Nah, not really,”
“I managed with the pasta; it took me three attempts to get it right. But the meatballs? Over ten tries with three different pans.”
Lennon was taken aback.
“Cherry might not be unimpressed; she might just be worried about the state of the kitchen.”
After tidying up the kitchen, Cherise took a deep breath. She returned with a stack of instant noodle cups from the supermarket, placing them on the coffee table.
“Hey, if you ever feel like cooking for me again… you can make these. They’re pretty straightforward.”
She picked up an electric kettle and calmly explained, “Just open this, pour in hot water, close the lid, and wait for three to five minutes.”
“These are super easy eggs.” Cherise produced a few vacuum-sealed eggs. “You can use these as
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Her sincere gaze and composed expression left Damien feeling… somewhat foolish.
Damien took a deep breath and offered a smile to Cherise. “Alright.”
He privately resolved to never cook again in his life. It was the first time he had been so thoroughly underestimated by his adorably silly wife.
Cherise noticed that Damien seemed a bit upset, linked her arm through his, and gave it a comforting shake. “Honey, I’m not teasing you for being clumsy.”
“It’s just that everyone has their own strengths. When it comes to cooking and handling the kitchen, I think it’s probably better if I take care of that. What do you think?”
This time, it was just pasta, and he had already ruined two pots. If Damien tried something more complicated next time, he might turn the whole kitchen upside down.
“Okay.” Damien nodded, feeling somewhat disheartened.
After a short silence on the couch, Cherise lifted her head and looked at him. “And, dear, we should go back to Adania.”
“I have an exam in three days, and I’m running out of time to study.”
“And… I want to see my Uncle.”
Damien heaved a sigh of relief and replied, “Alright. It’s time to have a serious talk with him as well.”
He knew how important Elvis was to Cherise. He understood that Elvis wanted nothing more than for Cherise and him to find happiness together,
Sometimes, no matter how much Damien said, it couldn’t compare to a single word from Elvis.
This bond between Elvis and Cherise had deepened over nineteen years.
So, from every perspective, it was crucial for Cherise and Elvis to have a meaningful meeting.
The man pulled her close, gently k*ssing her forehead. “Get ready; we’ll go back soon.”
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