When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 357 This Is Called Boundaries

Shirley walked in, her face full of curiosity. “What do you need me to help you with?”

Mr. Quintin wore disposable plastic gloves on his hands and was using the secret sauce to marinate the

steak.

“Help me put on the apron. My hands are not empty

He pointed his chin at the apron hanging from the cupboard and naturally ordered

“Help you… tie the apron?”

Shirley was embarrassed and froze in place.

This kind of action was too intimate. Wasn’t it usually the behavior of a loving couple?

He turned around and looked at her indifferently. He said in a clear voice, “Is there anything wrong? Or are

you shy?”

“Of course not!”

Shirley did not want Mr. Quintin to see her cowardly side. She could only bite the bullet and take off the

apron. Then, she stood behind him on tiptoes and helped him put on the apron. She pretended to not care

and said, “I am a divorced woman. I’ve experienced everything. How can I be shy?”

Her thin arms were wrapped around his strong waist. She neatly tied a bow on the apron belt with her slender fingers. She could not help but pat his back and tease, “Oh, not bad. You look like a family guy.”

Tsk tsk, even though Mr. Quintin’s face was ruined, his figure was first-class. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong muscles. He was not inferior to her ex-husband, Braden.

In other words, there was plenty of fish in the sea. There was always someone better than Braden. She used

to be too narrow-minded and only had eyes for Braden.

However, after the divorce, she was surprised to find that even Devin, who lived by selling his good looks at

the bar, was on par with Braden!

Mr. Quintin finished marinating the steak and set a time to wait.

He took off the plastic gloves and casually took a strange fruit slice, ready to make a fruit yogurt salad.

“Have a taste of this. Do you like it?”

He stirred the fruit yogurt with a spoon and poured a spoonful of wheat into it. Then he scooped a spoonful

and handed it to Shirley’s mouth.

“Well…”

comfortable with

I can

said with an insincere smile, “Didn’t

This

Why are

can this be called conservative? This is

her eyebrows, looking

a bite of the vegetable salad made by Mr. Quintin. Her eyes

I didn’t expect you to be so good at cooking as a big man.

famous chef

am not that

lazily leaned against the counter and

as you put your heart into it, the food will taste good I guess

Braden, should have enjoyed the food you

fair face dimmed a little. Then she laughed at herself

know if my cooking is

“What do you mean?”

stayed at the house. I only had eyes for him. The thing I loved

table of delicious and rich food. Unfortunately, he didn’t care. We

less than ten times. What I cooked should have been fed

the dogs

done for Braden, she only felt it was pathetic

ridiculous.

time, she had been young and enthusiastic, and stubborn. Even if

had still remained passionate.

was the mother of two children. She

silly to throw

whom she loved, she would not love him more than

her two children.

Quintin was silent for a while after listening to Shirley’s

now, would you still be willing to cook

even think about

dishes are

“What about me?”

He asked.

“You?”

Shirley was about to think about it, Mr. Quintin laughed, “I was just joking. Compared to

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cooked, I prefer to cook

you are the same as me. You love to give. Believe me. I know that. It is not good. It is

It

seemed to be talking to himself and

also a kind

surprised, and her cheeks were a

he doing? Was he

sweet words

I like Bennett and Alisha. I also