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Chapter 620

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

kitchen, she pulled the ingredients for the

the sink and thereafter, she left a bundle

blankly stared at

Sonia pointed at the plate. “Once you have

the bundle of sweet potato leaves again, feeling utterly at

on earth was he supposed to pluck these

Weren’t they already plucked?

he supposed

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

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

pluck them outside,” Toby answered with his

could admit to not knowing how to pluck

his ability to help moments ago and here he was, stymied by the first task that she gave him. Not only was it embarrassing for him, but she

he left the kitchen and secretly searched the internet for how to

searching for an excuse to leave the kitchen because he

considered that the kitchen was quite small and indeed quite crowded with both of them inside. Hence, she nodded in agreement. “Go on. There’s a trash bin outside; you can toss whatever is unwanted

he answered before

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

all the information he needed about this vegetable leaped

Toby finally

and began to pinch the

his handiwork and smiled.

stood up, Toby carried the plate back into

was prepping the squash inside the kitchen. Her movements were fluid and attractive; in

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

He nodded and grunted.

bad. You were faster

imperceptibly nervous and expectant tone as he returned the plate

he had done quite well, she might not have

his nervousness

hoped that Sonia would be impressed with his work as she might praise him as

she sifted through the leaves with her free hand before delivering her verdict with a raised eyebrow,

at

were virtually no old stems

he had put some heart

more broadly and looked subtly proud. “It’s fine. I’m only

to accept the compliment, I

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