Chapter 180 Once Wanda made up her mind, she said, âIf thatâs the case Iâll leave it in you hands then Itâs been a while since Iâve had the mille crepe cakes you make, Kay. Could you make some for me? Iâll send someone over to get it from you tomorrow morning.â
As the daughter of a prestigious family, cooking was never Mikaylaâs forte.
She only enrolled in cooking lessons after she heard that good food was essential to capture a manâs heart.
She learned how to cook and bake, yet Jerome never came home despite their dining table being laden with steaming hot dishes.
The food would get cold, and he never showed up.
Even if Jerome did show up, he never bothered to eat, let alone be entranced by Mikaylaâs delicacies.
Still, she managed to put her talent to use by baking desserts for Eduard and Wanda.
They couldnât take in too much sugar at their age she took note of the sugar proportions whenever she baked for them, allowing them to healthy desserts at ease.
Mikayla hadnât been baking ever since she was reborn, but she gladly answered, Sure.â
âYou also promised me that youâre going to get along with Jerome these few days. Donât lie to me again.â
i Knowing what Wanda was up to Mikayla refrained from explaining and replied absently, âAlright.â
drove back to Dragoncrest Villa, abandoning her initial notion to spend the night at Eduardâs because of Wandaâs call.
Once she arrived at the villa, she was about to inform Amy to prepare the ingredients when she spotted Jerome on the living roomâs couch.
Tudoino hu hie ha to be branding about what hannened Chapter the afternoon His eyes flickered when they met hers.
âArenât you supposed to be with Grandma?â Mikayla asked feeling puzzled:
20 âI went back to the manor alone, so Grandma accused me of mistreating you. She scolded me and kicked me out,â Jerome snarled. âMikayla, you knew this was going to happen, didnât you? You didnât go on purpose because you wanted me scolded!â
Mikayla thought he deserved it.
She snorted.
âYouâre clearly overthinking.â
She strode toward the kitchen.
âIâd like some pasta, and no basil please,â he said.
Sensing the dampened fury in his tone, she realized that he might have misunderstood her intention.
She spun around, looking utterly bewildered.
to a âArenât you going to cook for me because you knew Amy was on leave? I havenât had dinner.â
His audacity was absurd.
âYour Majesty, if you arenât willing to cook on your own, then Iâd kindly suggest you to order some takeout or hire a personal chef. Iâm not your babysitter, and Iâm not obliged to cook for you.â
Jerome frowned, and retorted, âIf cooking for your husband means youâre babysitting him, then why were you so passionate about back then? You insisted on cooking for me when I firmly refused.â
Mikayla snickered.
âSince you deem yourself as my husband, then may I ask, have you fulfilled your duties as my husband? Did you ever care for me, your wife, or respect my efforts?
Chapter 158 M âI was passionate about cooking for you, but did you care about it at all? You never acted like a proper husband, so how dare you demand me to perform my duties wife?â
Jerome was rendered speechless.
âThen why are you heading to the kitchen?â
âIâm making mille crepe cakes for Grandma.
Mikayla turned around and left promptly.
A wave of mixed emotions washed through Jerome as he watched her disappear into the kitchen.
She wasnât even willing to cook for him now.
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