Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

She was currently cooking in the kitchen.

Camila approached her to lend a hand.

“Get some rest. I’ll do it,” Glenda protested.

“I’m fine. I’m still alive and kicking. Give me the dough, and I’ll knead it.”

“ALL right,” Glenda relented.

While Camila kneaded dough for the dumplings, Glenda minced the filling ingredients.

They split up the work so they could get things done faster.

for the dumplings, and Camila

was bad at it, and she

her degree, she went to work in the hospital. Then, she found herself increasingly preoccupied, with little

fun to cook

beautifully made, hers resembled a

dumplings look so ugly. I’m starting to lose my

Glenda chuckled.

going. Practice

technique of dumpling wrapping in a short amount of

did not take long before she could make wonderfully wrapped

she concentrated on what she was doing. Glenda smiled as she watched Camila. She was under the impression that the woman was working so

her what

she guessed, was making an