Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 940: Father, Your Cooking Is Really Bad

Alina was about to say something when Tina's eyes landed on the cake in her hands.

This flavor was one Tina hadn't tried before. Although it probably wasn't as good as strawberry cake, being picky at this moment was the height of immaturity. Alina immediately hid the cake behind her back.

She thought, How could she still be thinking about food when her mouth's already full?

Ruud was still stuck in the kitchen, so Alina gave Jared a look, assigning him an important task: stand guard.

While they were enjoying their food, Ruud emerged from the kitchen carrying a tray. His excited voice rang out from afar.

"Alina, my daughter, breakfast is ready! I made beef noodle soup today-"

Alina nearly choked.

Tina, on the other hand, decisively finished her last bite.

"Father." Jared calmly stepped forward to greet Ruud, simultaneously blocking his view.

"Who let you in here?" Ruud frowned, clearly unhappy. "And stop calling me that! My daughter hasn't married you yet, so don't take liberties."

Ruud stepped forward, intending to walk past Jared toward Alina and Tina.

Jared tried to stop him again, but Alina had already hurried over. She came a little too quickly, though, with crumbs still lingering at the corner of her mouth. Ruud noticed immediately and leaned closer, frowning. "Alina, what did you eat?"

Alina froze, pressing her lips together nonchalantly. "...I was too hungry and had a cookie earlier."

Ruud's heart ached. He blamed himself for being too slow, letting his wife go hungry.

"Alina, breakfast is ready. Come, let's eat."

With a sudden clatter, the cake box Alina had been hiding fell from behind the chair, rolling directly to Ruud's feet.

I didn't

at Alina with an expression of betrayal and hurt. "Alina,

yourself. You're really talented at cooking. I just..." Before she could finish, Jared stepped in to take the blame. "This isn't Master's fault.

what she wants to eat, and I'll make it for her. You,

respect, the dishes you've made might not actually suit Master and

in his tracks, turning back with a frosty expression. "What do you

"They don't

face darkened. "Are you saying you're better

only smiled, not denying

let it slide-not in front

have a

say good things about it. "Let's not, honey.

patted Alina's hand reassuringly. He wasn't practicing

thought to herself, That's exactly why I don't dare tell

you want to compete? What if you

"Save the

Jared said, clearly revealing his intentions. "If I win, I hope you'll agree to let Tina and me hold our wedding as planned a month from now." Ruud sneered. "Funny. I was thinking the same thing.

Tina: "..."

I waiting another

the kitchen door, Ruud and Jared stood

the competition?"

smile appeared on his lips. "Since Tina likes

time learning this noodle recipe from Hugo personally. This was

leaving Alina and Tina outside to act as

forehead, already knowing what the outcome

again. "Mom, instead of worrying, you might want to

bring people here to

was your husband who started it

an hour later, the two contestants returned, each carrying

bowls were covered, leaving their contents