Chapter 620 Helping in the Kitchen

Sonia nodded. “I’ll just make some home cooked dishes then.”

“Alright. I’ll help you.” Toby stood up.

As she stared suspiciously at him, she clarified, “You want to help me?”

“Do you have a problem with that?” he countered.

“You’ve never been in the kitchen,” Sonia pointed out while feeling the bowl in her hands. “Are you sure you’d be able to help?”

It wasn’t that she looked down on him.

It was because he had led a comfortable life since birth and never had to engage in menial labor of any sort.

His hands had all along been made for fountain pens, not kitchen knives.

That was the reason why she truly didn’t believe he could help.

Moreover, even Sonia had never done any housework when she was a young child. The only reason why she knew how to cook was because Jean had forced her to learn that skill during the six year marriage to Toby.

Before she married, she hadn’t known how to cook either.

As Toby heard the skepticism in Sonia’s tone, he stiffened. “I can help.”

As a man, he absolutely couldn’t admit to not being able to do something.

Besides, while in Kosovo, he had learned how to make the hangover soup through the internet. That in itself could be counted as learning to cook.

Thus, he shouldn’t have a problem helping out now… Right?

At any rate, that was what Toby thought.

Seeing how earnest he seemed, Sonia didn’t second-guess him any longer.

After all, for him to boldly say such a thing meant he had to have some ability.

Not to mention, considering how much he knew and how well he did in other things, it ought to be no problem for him to help in the kitchen.

With that in mind, Sonia pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, “Since you want to help, come along then.”

After saying that, she headed toward the kitchen.

Toby followed after

kitchen, she pulled the ingredients for the dishes that

bundle of sweet potato leaves on a plate and handed

stared at it.

“Once you have done so,

he stared at the bundle of sweet potato leaves again,

on earth was he supposed to pluck

Weren’t they already plucked?

he supposed

onto the plate, he stood there with his glassy eyes, not knowing what

he wasn’t moving, a suspicious Sonia asked, “What’s

outside,” Toby answered

admit to not knowing how to pluck

and here he was, stymied by the first task that she gave him. Not

it would be better if he left the kitchen and secretly searched the internet for how to prepare

was lucky in the sense that Sonia didn’t suspect him of searching for an excuse to leave the kitchen because he didn’t

she considered that the kitchen was quite small and indeed quite crowded with both of them inside. Hence, she nodded in agreement. “Go on.

he answered before leaving

it before he produced his cell phone from the pocket of his pajama pants. After unlocking the phone, he

he needed about this vegetable leaped out

Toby finally understood what Sonia meant about

grinned and began

10 minutes later, he glanced down at his handiwork and smiled. It

carried the plate

was prepping the squash inside the kitchen. Her movements were fluid and attractive; in a few short seconds, she had the

put down the knife in her hand and turned to see him entering with the plate. With a smile, she asked, “Are you

He nodded and grunted.

You were faster than

do you think I did?” he asked in an almost imperceptibly nervous

well, she might not have necessarily

nervousness

would be impressed with

the plate from him, she sifted through the leaves with

at him in pleasant

no old stems and each leaf

had put some heart into the

receive Sonia’s approval, he smiled even more broadly and looked subtly proud. “It’s fine. I’m only doing as

mouth twitched. “Not hesitating to accept

chuckling Toby continued, “Is there anything

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