Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 145

Janice pursed her lips and replied, "Okay."

This was their first time grocery shopping together. "What dishes can you make?" Edward asked.

Janice thought for a moment before answering, "I can make most things."

"What cuisines do you know?"

"Not Coribean food," Janice admitted, her gaze dropping slightly.

Over the past six or seven years, she had learned a variety of cuisines to accommodate Simon's picky eating habits. At this point, she felt confident enough to pass a chef's certification exam.

Edward quickly picked up on her unspoken thoughts. Without a word, he guided her through the aisles, filling their cart with an assortment of meats, fruits, and vegetables.

At the checkout counter, he told Janice to step outside while he paid.

Meanwhile, the driver came over to help with the bags.

As Janice casually tucked her hand into her coat pocket, Edward gently took it out and held it in his own.

"You should get used to this," he said nonchalantly.

of holding

appearances in front of the

together and

at Edward's

driver unloaded the groceries,

your new driver?" Janice

I could tell you were trying to keep up appearances in the car, so I thought it'd be easier with someone else around. Don't worry.

began sorting through the

apron?" Janice

groceries into the kitchen and began to prep. After a moment, he said, "I'll cook today.

promised to

didn't glance back. He was focused on tying his apron and then moved on to wash the vegetables. "Having you here with me

never heard anything like that before. It made her heart skip a beat. She instinctively rubbed

gently stopped her, his voice taking on a serious tone. "All you need to do is relax and wait for the meal. There's no rule that says a woman has to cook." Janice tried to suppress the flutter in her chest. "Are you sure you can handle it?" She couldn't help but worry with Robert and

smile. "Are you

of course not. Go ahead, then!" Janice responded,

feet and skilled in the kitchen, so whatever Edward needed, she

atmosphere comfortable, and Edward couldn't help but glance at her more than

the living room. I'll get