Chapter 620 Helping in the Kitchen

Sonia nodded. “I’ll just make some home cooked dishes then.”

“Alright. I’ll help you.” Toby stood up.

As she stared suspiciously at him, she clarified, “You want to help me?”

“Do you have a problem with that?” he countered.

“You’ve never been in the kitchen,” Sonia pointed out while feeling the bowl in her hands. “Are you sure you’d be able to help?”

It wasn’t that she looked down on him.

It was because he had led a comfortable life since birth and never had to engage in menial labor of any sort.

His hands had all along been made for fountain pens, not kitchen knives.

That was the reason why she truly didn’t believe he could help.

Moreover, even Sonia had never done any housework when she was a young child. The only reason why she knew how to cook was because Jean had forced her to learn that skill during the six year marriage to Toby.

Before she married, she hadn’t known how to cook either.

As Toby heard the skepticism in Sonia’s tone, he stiffened. “I can help.”

As a man, he absolutely couldn’t admit to not being able to do something.

Besides, while in Kosovo, he had learned how to make the hangover soup through the internet. That in itself could be counted as learning to cook.

Thus, he shouldn’t have a problem helping out now… Right?

At any rate, that was what Toby thought.

Seeing how earnest he seemed, Sonia didn’t second-guess him any longer.

After all, for him to boldly say such a thing meant he had to have some ability.

Not to mention, considering how much he knew and how well he did in other things, it ought to be no problem for him to help in the kitchen.

With that in mind, Sonia pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, “Since you want to help, come along then.”

After saying that, she headed toward the kitchen.

Toby followed after

they arrived at the kitchen, she pulled the ingredients

left a bundle of

blankly stared

pointed at the plate. “Once you

plate, he stared at the bundle of sweet potato leaves again, feeling utterly

on earth was he supposed to

Weren’t they already plucked?

he supposed

onto the plate, he stood there with his glassy

that he wasn’t moving, a suspicious

go and pluck them outside,” Toby

could admit to not knowing

ago and here he was, stymied by the first task that she gave him. Not

it would be better if he left the kitchen and secretly searched the internet for

of searching for an excuse to

that the kitchen was quite small and indeed quite crowded with both of them inside. Hence, she nodded in agreement. “Go on. There’s

he answered before leaving

up to the dinner table and placed the plate on it before he produced his cell phone from the pocket of his pajama pants. After unlocking the phone, he took a picture of the leafy green on the plate and used the picture to search the

the information he needed about this vegetable leaped out at

reading through the introduction, Toby finally understood what Sonia meant about

as he grinned and began to pinch the leaves off the

little more than 10 minutes later, he glanced down at his handiwork and smiled. It looks rather good. I’m sure Sonia would be

he stood up, Toby carried the

inside the kitchen. Her movements were fluid and attractive; in a few short seconds, she

her hand and turned to see him entering with the plate. With a

He nodded and grunted.

You were faster than I

asked in an almost imperceptibly

he thought he had done quite well, she might not have necessarily

his nervousness

Sonia would be impressed with his work as

she sifted through the leaves with her

at him in pleasant

well. There were virtually no old stems

had put some heart into the

smiled even more broadly and looked subtly proud. “It’s fine. I’m only doing as I usually

to accept the compliment,

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