Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise Chapter 44

After the ingredients were prepared, Lamma heated the frying pan first, then fried the fatty meat to get the oll out and added the elements one by one.

A bowl of delicious Ingredients came out of the pan shortly after.

The water in the pot next to it was also boiling Lamma took a handful of spaghetti and put them into the pot. After cooking, she took them out and rinsed them with pere

Water.

Finally, the spaghetti was out of the pot, and then and the hot and fragrant ingredients were poured into the spaghetti.

Marie was shocked by Lumma’s series of neat operations.

Nowadays, there were very few girls who cook, and there were even fewer who can cook well. It was even rarer to see someone as beautiful as Lumma who could cook well

Looking at this big bowl of fragrant spaghetti, Marie was gluttonous. “Ms. Louis, your husband is so lucky to marry a girl like you who can work well and cook well too.”

Lumma didn’t want to talk about her husband anymore. Hence, she changed the topic and said, “I cooked enough of three people. Marie, would you like to try it?”

“Ah. Ms. Louis, thank you. It’s so kind of you to cook for me.” Marie was overjoyed, “Could you please tell me what is added to this spaghetti later? Hence, I can try it myself if I want to eat it someday.”

“Okay.” Lumma smiled confidently, “Many people can make spaghetti. But mine is a unique secret recipe passed down to me by my grandma. You can’t eat such a delicious

one outside.”

cutely, “Then I have to

Adam entered the room, he smelled a scent different

the fragrance. Then he saw Lumma and Marie chatting

the kitchen.

tall, slender back,

mind.

he could see her every day when

him first, “Adam, do you

had the habit of eating spaghetti for breakfast,

at Lumma, and Lumma whispered, “I’ll

them.”

Adam already dressed in

she saw seemed to be

shook her head quickly and got rid of these inappropriate

On the table.

was nutritious. It was

of fragrant spaghetti

delicious.

was eating a bowl, and another bowl was

could overeat in the morning. She was

is the spaghetti I cooked myself. I cooked too much. I don’t want to throw it away.

staring at the uneaten bowl of spaghetti before

understood what he meant and

like to have

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