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

and finally asked the burning

to cook?”

“Nah, not really,”

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

Lennon was taken aback.

not be unimpressed; she might just be worried about

deep breath. She returned with a stack of instant noodle cups from the supermarket,

ever feel like cooking for me

calmly explained, “Just open this, pour

eggs.” Cherise produced a few vacuum-sealed eggs. “You can use

1/2

well.”

composed expression left Damien feeling…

took a deep breath and offered a smile to

to never cook again in his life. It was the

linked her arm through his, and gave it a

to cooking and handling the kitchen, I think