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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.

eager Toby

kitchen, she pulled the ingredients for the dishes that they would make

onto the sink and thereafter, she left a bundle of sweet potato leaves on a plate

blankly stared at it.

at the plate. “Once you have done so, put them

he stared at the bundle

earth was he supposed to pluck

Weren’t they already plucked?

was he supposed to pluck

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

a suspicious

go and pluck them outside,” Toby answered

no way he could admit to not knowing how to pluck these

here he was, stymied by the first task that she gave him. Not only was it

would be better if he left the kitchen and secretly searched

didn’t suspect him of searching for an excuse to leave the kitchen because he didn’t want

them inside. Hence, she nodded in agreement. “Go on. There’s a trash

before leaving with the

and placed the plate on it before he produced his cell phone from the pocket of his pajama pants. After unlocking the phone, he took a picture of the leafy green on the plate

the information he needed about this vegetable leaped out at

finally understood what

his phone aside as he grinned and began to

little more than 10 minutes later, he glanced down at his handiwork and smiled. It looks rather good.

stood up, Toby carried the plate back into the

prepping the squash inside the kitchen. Her movements were fluid and attractive; in a few short seconds, she had the entire squash sliced into neat,

the knife in her hand and turned to see him entering with the plate.

He nodded and grunted.

You were faster than

in an almost imperceptibly nervous

quite well, she might not have necessarily agreed

nervousness

be impressed

took the plate from him, she sifted through the leaves with her free hand before delivering her verdict with a raised eyebrow, “Not bad. You

was looking at him in

quite well. There were virtually no old stems and each leaf was quite

he had put some

was relieved to receive Sonia’s approval, he smiled even more broadly and looked subtly proud.

“Not hesitating to accept

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