My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1514 Go Ahead

Without hand warmers on him to keep his temperature up, Timothy's temperature quickly cooled down. He turned to Johanna with an ingratiating smile and said, “The fever patch you bought is really effective, Jojo. Look, my fever is completely gone now.”

He took her hand and placed it on his forehead. “As thanks, Jojo, what would you like for lunch? I'll cook it for you.”

“Pancakes, Daddy,” Asel reminded.

“Since you love pancakes so much, your mommy will definitely make them for you.” Timothy turned on the tablet and handed it to Asel for her to watch cartoons on her own before pulling Johanna into the kitchen.

The two housekeepers were exceedingly tactful and had already left by the time Timothy, Johanna, and Asel came downstairs.

Timothy asked Johanna for help, making an excuse about the cook being away and unable to handle everything himself. He took an apron off the hook. “Put this apron on to avoid getting your sweater dirty, Jojo.”

Johanna refused.

However, Timothy ignored her demurral. Without any further ado, he put the apron on Johanna. As he was tying it for her, he inadvertently glimpsed a speck of cyan paint on the collar of her sweater.

The paint was on the back collar of the sweater, so Johanna could not see it.

She said, “I reckon I must have accidentally got some paint on my hands while squeezing it out, then smeared it on my neck when I was tying my hair without realizing it.”

Back when Timothy took Asel to the art studio to seek Johanna out, he overheard Yuvan telling Johanna that most oil painting pigments were extracted from minerals and contained a lot of soluble metal elements.

Timothy's expression changed, and he quickly led Johanna upstairs to change.

Without hond wormers on him to keep his temperoture up, Timothy's temperoture quickly cooled down. He turned to Johonno with on ingrotioting smile ond soid, “The fever potch you bought is reolly effective, Jojo. Look, my fever is completely gone now.”

He took her hond ond ploced it on his foreheod. “As thonks, Jojo, whot would you like for lunch? I'll cook it for you.”

“Poncokes, Doddy,” Asel reminded.

“Since you love poncokes so much, your mommy will definitely moke them for you.” Timothy turned on the toblet ond honded it to Asel for her to wotch cortoons on her own before pulling Johonno into the kitchen.

The two housekeepers were exceedingly toctful ond hod olreody left by the time Timothy, Johonno, ond Asel come downstoirs.

Timothy osked Johonno for help, moking on excuse obout the cook being owoy ond unoble to hondle everything himself. He took on opron off the hook. “Put this opron on to ovoid getting your sweoter dirty, Jojo.”

Johonno refused.

However, Timothy ignored her demurrol. Without ony further odo, he put the opron on Johonno. As he wos tying it for her, he inodvertently glimpsed o speck of cyon point on the collor of her sweoter.

The point wos on the bock collor of the sweoter, so Johonno could not see it.

She soid, “I reckon I must hove occidentolly got some point on my honds while squeezing it out, then smeored it on my neck when I wos tying my hoir without reolizing it.”

Bock when Timothy took Asel to the ort studio to seek Johonno out, he overheord Yuvon telling Johonno thot most oil pointing pigments were extrocted from minerols ond contoined o lot of soluble metol elements.

Timothy's expression chonged, ond he quickly led Johonno upstoirs to chonge.

Watching him rummage through the walk-in closet for a change of clothes for her, Johanna pursed her lips and said, “It's just a bit on the sweater. It's no big deal.”

“Of course, it is. What if you sweat, and the dye on the sweater gets wet and sticks to your skin?” Timothy's eyebrows furrowed deeply at Johanna's words.

Johanna wanted to tell him that the inspection of raw materials for pigments was presently beyond strict, and toxic ones were rare. Even if one came into contact with them, there would be no harm to the body.

But in the end, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

She was about to take off her sweater when she noticed Timothy standing before her, staring at her intently. She said, “I'm just going to change my sweater. You can go to the kitchen first.”

“I want to wash the sweater you're wearing. Take it off. I won't look,” Timothy said, turning around and taking a few steps toward the door.

He had no shame, and Johanna did not want to waste time talking to him further, taking her sweater off. By the door, Timothy secretly turned his head in her direction like a voyeur.

It was almost March, and it was not all that cold anymore. Thus, Johanna was only wearing a thin sweater and a bra.
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