Chapter 633 Mr. Lenoir’s Handiwork
Lost in thought, Cherise was suddenly interrupted by the impatient voice of a child. She instinctively looked up and saw Damien, perspiring heavily, clumsily handling a rolling pin with his large hands.
Standing next to him, Serafina had her hands on her hips. “Mr. Handsome, be careful. You’re getting flour all over yourself!”
Caught in an awkward posture, Damien turned to Soren and asked sheepishly. “Is this alright?”
The scene before her made Cherise giggle. No one would have expected that Damien, who appeared stern and dignified to outsiders, would be awkwardly learning to roll pierogi dough under the watchful eyes of his two children.
The trio was so engrossed in their tasks that they didn’t notice Cherise’s return.
Unable to contain herself, Cherise burst into laughter at the sight of the misshapen dough. that Damien had rolled out.
If her relationship with Damien wasn’t so tense, she would have captured this moment and flaunted it to show everyone that the imposing and unapproachable Damien was quite inept at cooking.
Soren, Serafina, and Damien looked up simultaneously upon hearing Cherise’s laughter.
Soren glanced at the clothes in Cherise’s hand and shrugged indifferently at Damien. “Go change, Mr. Lenoir.”
“I’m free now!” Serafina exclaimed, letting out a breath. She tightly clutched her doll, ran to the television, switched it on, and started watching cartoons.
Damien looked at Cherise somewhat sheepishly. She smiled at the oddly shaped dough on the table. “I can see that you tried.”
Damien was taken aback. He cleared his throat. “Practice makes perfect. This was only my first attempt. I’ll get better.”
“I see.”
Soren dusted the flour off his hands. “I’m off to watch cartoons too, Mr. Lenoir. Be a good a*sistant to Mommy!” The boy hopped off the chair and scampered towards the sofa.
Damien was stunned, while Cherise smiled helplessly. These two little rascals,
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Closing the door, Cherise walked slowly towards Damien and handed him the clothes. “Go change and come back to help.”
Damien pursed his l*ps, wiped his hands, took the outfit from her, and went to the bathroom.
Cherise sat at the dining table, looking at the misshapen dough. She couldn’t resist taking at picture and sending it to Lucy with a message, ‘Mr. Lenoir’s handiwork.
Lucy quickly responded. ‘Haha!” A moment later, Lucy seemed to sense something was amiss. on the other end of the phone.
“Is Damien at your house?” she quickly sent another message. “And is he learning this from you?”
Cherise was startled but replied with an exasperated emoticon. “Serafina invited him over for pierogis.”
Lucy was flabbergasted. “It seems your daughter is as infatuated as you!”
Cherise pursed her l*ps. “Not at all. She just wants to eat his strawberries again.”
“Haha. But it’s quite impressive that a man like Damien is willing to learn these things from you and participate in household chores. For someone who never lifts a finger, it’s already at significant change.”
“Cherry, you might as well take him back!”
Cherise pouted. “Who was it that previously told me not to forgive him easily?”
“That was in the past, now it’s different! If a man is willing to make such changes for me, I would marry him!”
