My Blind Husband

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.”

might not let me set foot in

was taken aback and finally asked the

to cook?”

“Nah, not really,”

took me three attempts to get it right. But the meatballs? Over

Lennon was taken aback.

might not be unimpressed; she might just be worried about the state

tidying up the kitchen, Cherise took a deep breath. She returned with a

cooking for me again… you can make

up an electric kettle and calmly explained, “Just open this, pour in hot water, close the lid, and wait for three to five

a few vacuum-sealed eggs.

1/2

well.”

composed expression left Damien feeling… somewhat

deep breath and offered a smile to Cherise.

was the first time he had been so thoroughly underestimated by

that Damien seemed a bit upset, linked her arm through his, and gave it

strengths. When it comes to cooking and handling the kitchen, I think it’s probably better if I take care of that.