Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 225 A Delicious Meal

"She knows." Henry served a plate of food on the table.

Yvonne began to pout, her tone became strange as she asked, "That means you often cooked for her in the past?"

"No.” Henry turned to look at her. "I've never cooked for anyone else. You're the first one."

"What?" Yvonne was startled. "I'm the first?"

That would mean even the master had not tasted his cooking before?

"That's right, you're the first one." Henry turned his head back. "Didn't I just say that as soon as I came back to take over the company, I neither had the time t o cook, nor did I enjoy cooking.”

"So why are you doing it now?" asked Yvonne curiously, her heart elated.

She had not expected that even Jacqueline, his first love had not even tasted his cooking before.

Did this mean she had won one over her?

"Didn't you say you were hungry?" replied Henry as he cracked two eggs into a bowl.

Yvonne's mouth slightly gaped open as she said, "So you're cooking now solely because of this?" "Partially. I also wanted you to try my cooking, so..." He

suddenly stopped beating the eggs.

Yvonne looked at him. "Is there something else?"

"That time during your birthday, you cooked yourself, a m I right?" asked Henry without answering her question.

Yvonne nodded. "Yes."

"Then cook for me on my next birthday," said Henry." As payback for last time, how about that?"

A dark light flashed through her eyes. "Do you mean to pay back for that meal, or for my birthday?"

"Both," replied Henry.

Yvonne chuckled in a low tone. "You can't have everything in life. If you want to pay back for that meal, that's fine. But if it's for the birthday, it’s already passed. How are you going to pay back for that?"

“Why not?" said Henry as he raised an eyebrow.

Yvonne was slightly surprised as she looked at him.

He walked towards her and patted her head gently. "I haven’t properly celebrated my birthday in a very long time. What if the both of us celebrate my birthday together? We could treat that as your birthday as well."

"How’s that possible? Yvonne twitched her lips.

Henry gently chuckled. "Of course it's possible, only if you want it." "Well... I’m fine with it." Yvonne lowered her head and agreed to his proposal softly.

Henry's lips curved upwards, "Then it's settled. You go ahead and watch some television, I'll call you when food’s ready.”

"I should stay and help you.” As she spoke, she had left the jacket on the sofa in the living room and went back to the kitchen. "What do you need me to do?"

Henry had not intended to ask her to do anything. But seeing that she was so eager to help, he stopped and changed his mind, then passed her a basket of long beans. "Do you know what to do?"

"Don’t underestimate me.” Yvonne took the basket from him and walked to the basin. "Of course I know what to do, it's easy."

"Then I'll leave it to you," replied Henry with a chuckle. He then paid her no attention and focused on his cooking.

Yvonne was silently trimming the basket of beans in her corner and was done with it shortly as there wasn't much.

She thoroughly washed the beans and placed it in another basket and handed it to Henry. After that, she just stood there to watch him cook.

Yvonne was admiring how he was seriously cooking and couldn’t help but feel awestruck at his handsome face she started to drift off in her thoughts.

"What are you thinking?" Henry waved his hand in front of her face to bring her back to reality.

Yvonne let off an awkward cough and replied," Nothing."

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"Really, it's nothing," replied Yvonne insistently.

She felt too embarrassed to tell him the truth about how handsome he was.

"Really now?" Henry stared at her suspiciously. He then picked up a piece of meat he had just cooked and placed it in front of her mouth. "Do you want to try?"

Yvonne couldn't resist the piece of meat that was so fragrant her saliva began to gather in her mouth. She nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes." 1

"Open wide," ordered Henry.

Yvonne listened to him and opened her mouth to welcome the piece of meat.

Instantly, her eyes widened and lit up as she tasted the immensely delicious delicacy that was attacking her palettes continuously. "Delicious!"

"Really?" Henry looked at her.

Yvonne nodded repeatedly. "It's really tasty."

"Do you want some more then?" asked Henry.

Yvonne secretly glanced at the pot and asked, "Can I?"

Henry laughed and placed a few pieces of meat in a bowl and handed it to her without answering. "There

you go."

"Thank you." Yvonne excitedly grabbed the bowl from Henry.

"Take this as well." Henry passed her some cutlery.

Yvonne took the cutlery and walked to a corner to eat quietly so as to not disturb him.

She had never expected his cooking to be this good.

She initially thought that his skills would have deteriorated from the lack of practice. But how wrong she was, outrageously wrong in fact.

Henry was a genius who would be able to maintain their quality and continue to excel in what they did regardless of how long they stopped practicing.

"Are you finished?" Henry's words brought Yvonne back to reality again.

Yvonne put down her bowl and replied, "Yes."

She placed the bowl in the sink.

Henry glanced and said, "Do you want more?"

Yvonne rolled her eyes, slightly hesitating.

Henry noticed this and scoffed, "Forget it, I won't give i t to you even if you begged. If you get too full now, you won’t be able to eat anything else. So hang on for a while."

"Stingy." Yvonne pouted her mouth.

Henry's face darkened. "I'm stingy?"

He had been thinking about her wellbeing. If she ate too much now, she wouldn't be able to enjoy the other dishes.

And she dared to call him stingy!

Yvonne lowered her head in embarrassment and snickered. "Are you angry?"

"No." Henry pursed his lips.

Yvonne slid over to stand beside him. "You're obviously angry. I was just joking, don’t be mad."

"I said I wasn't angry. Right, take these bowls and cutlery to the dining room," replied Henry.

"Ok!" Yvonne casually did a curtsy to Henry, grabbed the bowl, and ran off.

Henry saw her running away and couldn’t help but shake his head.

She had not only become more daring, but more outgoing as well. The changes she had shown him in just a few months amused him.

But this was a good thing, her emotional mood swings over the past month had made him worried, but all was well, now that she has walked out from that darkness.

Speaking of which, her change seemed to have started when he promised to avenge their child and herself.

As he thought of this, he suddenly felt regretful.

He regretted how he had not said all this a few days ago.

Anyway, better late than never, and he was not too late as well.

At that moment, Yvonne walked over to him after placing the bowl and cutlery on the dining table. " Anything else you want me to bring out?"

"That's all, let’s go.” Henry gathered his thoughts and carried two plates of food out of the kitchen.

Yvonne closed the kitchen doors behind him and followed him to the dining room.

She had eaten so much that she still would not put down her cutlery even though she was stuffed.

If it wasn't because her stomach was so full, she would have probably eaten more.

"You’re done?" Henry took a sip of red wine and was looking at the woman seated opposite of him in amusement.