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Chapter 834 Damien Cooks
Chapter 834 Damien Cooks
"Family matters? What's the latest family drama?" Charles' voice resonated through the phone.
Damien chuckled, balancing the phone between his ear and shoulder as he skillfully chopped This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
vegetables. "Nothing too exciting, just preparing some food for my father-in-law and the gang, keeping
myself occupied."
Charles, on the other end, spluttered. "You... you're cooking?" he stammered. "Since when? But you
told me you couldn't even boil water when I asked you to make dinner for Maeve!"
Damien flashed a teasing grin. "Nope, wife-only policy, just like your sister-only rule with cooking. You
have hands and feet, buddy, so cook for your own lady."
He ended the call before Charles could respond.
On the other end, Charles stared at his phone, mouth agape. So Damien wasn't helpless in the kitchen.
He was just pretending! Because Charles, with his perfectly capable hands and feet, should be cooking
for his wife, Maeve. Damien might love his sister, but family ties didn't extend to the kitchen in his
world, apparently!
"What did Dame say?" Maeve asked, concern furrowing her brow as she saw Charles's frown. She
gently patted the little girl cradled in her arms.
"He said we'll talk later, he's busy." Charles turned to Maeve, frustration evident in his voice.
He continued, "You won't believe what he's 'busy' with! He's actually preparing a feast for Cherise and
Beckham! The same guy who refused to cook me a simple pasta dish! I guess love triumphs over
friendship for Damien, huh?"
Maeve leaned back, a smile playing on her lips. She gently patted her sleeping daughter with one hand
and looked up at Charles with raised eyebrows. "Isn't that a good thing?"
Charles's eyebrows shot up. "Good? You consider catering to Cherise's every whim good?"
"He's finally showing some warmth, isn't he? Remember when you first met Dame? You told me he
was distant, cold towards the world, and destined to be alone. Now look at him, preparing gourmet
meals for his lady love."
Maeve sighed, a wave of relief washing over her. "He has always been this cold, reserved guy.
Although I wasn't around much then, Grandpa always nagged about Dame's personality, saying
making friends for him would be like climbing Mount Everest in flip-flops. But then Cherry came along
and brought normalcy into Dame's life. And now that they're back together, that warmth, that kindness
is shining through again. Isn't that something to be happy about?"
Charles felt betrayed when even Maeve spoke up for Damien.
"Forget it," he mumbled, but doubt gnawed at him. Could he really be overreacting?
Maeve met his gaze, her smile gentle. "Annoyed? Not at all. I have you. My brother cooks for his wife.
You cook for me. It's all good, right?"
She winked. "Speaking of food, is it ready? I'm famished!"
Charles blinked, momentarily speechless. Then he chuckled. "Yes, love. It's ready." Updated at
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