Love's Perfect Match

As expected of The Nation's Crush, he could create such a sensational effect even in a supermarket.

Sure enough, Blake could tell that Elspeth was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Therefore, before the crowd caused a complete uproar, he glared viciously at Elspeth, grabbed Lisa next to him, and ran out thereafter.

The crowd naturally noticed the running figure. Hence, they eventually came to their senses as they gave chase.

On the other hand, Elspeth pulled Callum to the side to avoid getting involved in that stampede.

"I didn't know you could be such a little demon."

Callum felt somewhat amused as he watched her, causing mayhem for Blake. Why does she get cuter the longer I spend time with her?

Elspeth raised her chin proudly as she side-eyed the man who was next to her. "Okay. Let's bag things up and get going. You're supposed to be cooking for me, remember?"

As expected, he immediately stopped teasing her when she brought up him being her personal chef for dinner. Then, he resolutely took out his phone, paid, and left.

Callum immediately walked into the kitchen with the bags of groceries in his hand when they arrived at Elspeth's house.

At first, Elspeth wanted to help him. However, she was gently yet firmly shown to the door.

"I don't need your help. Just stay in the living room and enjoy your dinner later."

Callum stubbornly refused her help.

Since she wasn't a skillful cook in the first place, she only really asked if Callum needed help out of courtesy. Therefore, when she heard Callum say he didn't need any help, she immediately skipped out of the kitchen happily and left all the tasks to him.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa while watching TV in the living room.

A strange smell wafted out of the kitchen. She furrowed her brows as she gave it another distracted sniff. Eventually, as time passed, she felt that something wasn't quite right because it smelled distinctly burnt. So, she couldn't resist twisting her head to look toward the kitchen and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Callum's voice didn't seem as confident as before. However, the sound of him chopping the vegetables in the kitchen was exceptionally loud.

"I'm cooking."

swallowed nervously and asked cautiously, "Why does it smell like something has been overcooked? Are you sure you don't

hit him. She can't see me from the living

Elspeth had no choice but to forcefully hold back the doubts in

dinner was still not ready. Elspeth was

the man inside the kitchen seemed to show no sign of serving any food.

dishes have you

"Three."

that a tad too exaggerated? She could no longer hold back her curiosity as she pushed

positively shocked by the… Hazy quality of the

was impossible for her to see the

why didn't you turn on the range hood?"

before. I can't believe I actually forgot about this when I came here today. It's no wonder I keep feeling a little out of breath.

range hood. It took a few minutes for the smoke

me take a look at the

turned slightly crimson. He turned sideways and deliberately blocked the table behind him. "No, don't. You

two hours making these dishes. Let me have a look

look at the dishes he had made, but he firmly blocked her line of sight and

don't look at them."

unacceptable, for there was

how the dishes turn out, I will still appreciate them regardless of

saw the dishes on the plates in front of her, her facial expression instantly took a turn. What's up with the black and charred fish? Also, the strong smell of alcohol. Did he douse the braised beef ribs with a whole bottle

saliva at the very interesting picture before her. All of a sudden, she regretted telling Callum that she would never despise the dishes, no matter how unappetizing they looked. I don't think it's just me feeling this way. Anyone will be

saw the dishes. Therefore, he let out a light cough to cover up his panic and embarrassment. "That's enough. Let's throw them

a fork and hesitantly poked one of the ribs

so it's probably not edible anymore. These beef ribs, however, look like they can

dishes, after all. Therefore, Elspeth figured it would probably

an effort not to discourage his enthusiasm for cooking, she resolutely picked up a piece of charred something, closed her eyes, and stuffed it into her mouth as though she was braving herself for

she tasted nothing but alcohol the moment that piece of food touched her

were still hard to chew.

So, you can leave it to cook in the oven longer next time. But, overall, the taste is still fine. This

as he watched Elspeth telling a bare-faced