Daddy’s Doting Addiction by Spicy Tuna

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 

In the end, Jack did not help her at all. Naomi almost died carrying the huge bag of rice home.

Naomi, completely exhausted, did not have the energy to deal with Jack. She laid down on the sofa, glared at him, and grumbled in her heart.

However, the longer she looked, the more her fierce glares changed.

Jack was dressed in a sophisticated black suit and he had a black apron on top of it. His wide shoulders and thin waist really made him look regal.

He elevated the class of the small kitchen to that of a star hotel‘s private kitchens.

Soon after, Jack poured the ingredients into the hot pan. Steam rose from the pan. The aroma of home cooked food flooded Naomi’s nose. She was instantly revitalized.

Jack was about to reach for a plate when a smooth, slender, and, fair hand slid a plate right in front of him.

“I‘ll help you!”

Jack was stunned. He had been living alone for many years. At that moment, there was an extra person in his life. He was not used to it.

 this dish out too. The rice

was pulled back to reality by Naomi‘s voice. He

out.

“Ah, hot, hot, hot!”

bowl of soup. The bowl was

corners of Jack‘s mouth

like someone who had been starved for days. She focused all her attention on her,

knew that your cooking would be so

dinner, Naomi rubbed her tummy with a satisfied look

 of Gin City must be a pampered person. She

on people must have been too narrow.

is pointless. You’ll do the dishes.” Before Naomi could finish praising him

dishes toward her and gracefully got

plastered on her face. It was as if she had been doused by cold water. She took back whatever she

a heavy bag

study room door, heard her and stopped in his tracks. He turned around

wapie

not do the dishes? Please.” Naomi blinked her huge eyes

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