After Divorcing my Captain Husband

Chapter 598 Takeout

Chloe remembered the one time Michael had tried washing dishes during their three years of marriage.

It was at Shawn Manor, and they'd been in the middle of a heated argument. She couldn't even recall what it was about. What stuck with her was that he had been downright rude, even in front of Admas. Seeing this, Admas had insisted Michael do the dishes. Within minutes, the kitchen was filled with the sounds of smashing dishes. When Chloe went to check, she saw him breaking more than one plate.

At first, she thought he was deliberately making a mess, but it quickly became clear that he genuinely didn't know how to handle washing up.

He'd put on gloves to avoid getting dish soap on his hands, but the gloves made everything slippery, and the dishes were slipping out of his grasp.

If it hadn't been for the surplus of dishes at Shawn Manor, Admas might have had to eat without any plates the next day.

After that fiasco, Michael had never been asked to wash dishes again.

Even though she knew he wasn't particularly concerned about breaking things, just hearing the clatter was hard for her to endure.

So, with no housekeeper around now, she figured she'd better offer to do the dishes herself rather than risk another disaster.

"I've got this," Michael said, blocking her way to the kitchen.

touching,

scrambled eggs, but she doubted

suspicious she became. "Are you hiding

stood there, staring him

"I'm not."

I want to

I don't want you in

sweet, but Chloe's instincts told her something

mock surrender. "Fine, I'll stay out. Go

plate

he could move, Chloe suddenly spun around, dashed to the kitchen, and yanked open the door. Smoke poured out, and the kitchen looked like a disaster

was too late to stop her from seeing the

the trash can filled with what looked like blackened scrambled

she spotted something

bag, eyeing the label with

"So, you ordered takeout?"

face reddened, and he looked everywhere

couldn't help but laugh despite