Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0263

"You can also grill the stir-fry yourself. Today, assume I'm the chef. You're the customer. So pick your Ingredients, my lady."

I couldn't help the giggle that bubbled up my throat. "You're insane." But I did pick out the ingredients.

"...meats," I murmured as I picked out the ingredients. "Lots of them. Veggies, an ample amount...

"Noted, ma'am."

I smiled as I continued to pick out my choice, "sauces, I explained how I wanted my sauce. "And seasonings!" I chirped as I selected the seasonings from a buffet-style spread.

"Your stir-fry will be ready in ten seconds!" He said as he moved the ingredients to the grill area where he would cook them on a large flat grill. He got to work and made quite a show of exaggerating every of his

move to impress and amuse me.

I gasped loudly, my eyes widened. "I thought the stir-fry will be ready immediately."

He chuckled. "If I could make that possible just for you, I would."

1 smiled, my heart warming at his efforts to make me feel better.

He had always been so good at putting a smile on my face and making me laugh. I briefly pondered on who usually laughed more whenever he was around.

Amie. Definitely Amie. Often times, I always find myself holding back my laughters and smiles and trying

my

damndest not to blush at his sweet natural incessant compliments.

minutes, my

the sweet aroma. "This smelles so good. I guess you aren't

not bad at all," he smirked and

quickly stopped him.

and tables away from the grill area, "I'm taking your stir-fry to a table so you can eat."

"You should eat first.

buddy," I shook my head firmly, "that would not work. I'm not going to eat if you

"Ana...I'm not hungry."

have to anyway.

you'd have to

"With all pleasure."

and laughed over the grill as

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we were done, he carried the two bowl and

as he walked ahead of me. "I'm the chef, here to serve you," he finished

out my seat for

sir," I said and he laughed

could reciprocate his efforts in making me comfortable by making him laugh. It was the least I could do after how much help he had been in the short

come to see Amie.

you want," he said enthusiastically as he took his own seat. "Since you picked out the ingredients, I guess it's in your taste range, right?" He asked with a sheepish

in my mouth as I thought about it. Not really, I had struggled to remember the foods

"I'll never tell."

grasped his chest and said dramatically, "You're killing me this