Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 388

His movements were swift. Gregory had washed and chopped the vegetables in less than half an hour. Although I mentioned wanting mashed potato, he seemed more inclined to make chips. It didn’t matter. The chips were

delicious, too.

Lazing on the couch, aimlessly scrolling through my phone, I watched Gregory come out of the kitchen wearing an apron. The typically proud Gregory scratched his head. “Uh, maybe you want to take a shower first?”

Puzzled, I responded, “I was thinking of eating first.”

“Go take a shower. You’ll feel refreshed and enjoy the meal even more,” Gregory earnestly persuaded.

I couldn’t figure out his angle. But that wasn’t a hill to die on. Beggars can’t be choosers, so I decided to compromise. Heading to my bedroom, I grabbed my clothes and made for the bathroom.

By the time I finished my shower, dinner was ready. Gregory was fiddling with something in the kitchen. Hearing me emerge, he momentarily looked guilty, then came out, saying, “Let’s eat.”

“Wow!” I was impressed by his cooking skills. “Didn’t expect this. You’re quite the chef.”

The spread before us could rival any restaurant in terms of presentation. I wondered which divine skill Gregory lacked since he seemed to have them all. Gregory pulled out a chair for me, raising an eyebrow. “Open your eyes wide and see. I’m not lacking compared to your ex.”

up in confusion. “What about the chips? Aren’t they ready

me, “Chips?

you chop

under his breath, Gregory gestured toward the mashed potato

can, I had an epiphany and started praising him, “Wow, you’re amazing.”

was a classic bait and switch. No wonder Gregory suggested

restaurant’s cooking was genuinely good. Each dish was tasty and perfect, making for a very comfortable meal.

satisfied, Gregory smirked, “You

smiled. “Love

loving everything associated

along., “Are

his teeth frustratedly, “You knew all

Inodded, “Mainly because… no one cuts potatoes into chips when making mashed

sense next time.”

my eyes widened as I instinctively blocked. Gregory’s lips momentarily touched

with a leisurely gaze. “Quick reflexes?”