My Husband Is A Gary Stu

“Mando, what are you doing?” Genevieve walked over.

After walking into the house, she saw the kitchen counter next to Armand was messy and covered with flour.

On the side, there was a box filled with strangely shaped beef pies.

“I’m making beef pies.”

Armand noticed that she was looking over at the dirty counter and said awkwardly, “I bought pastry sheets, but I thought they were pretty thick and wouldn’t taste good. So I searched online for tutorials and made the pastry sheets myself.”

When Armand leaned toward her, Genevieve noticed a lot of flour scattered over his clothes and arms.

Then, she glanced at the batch of beef pies baking in the oven and could smell a faint aroma.

She was stunned for a moment and her eyes glimmered. “I thought you said we’re ordering pierogi for dinner tonight? I didn’t expect you to make them yourself.”

Armand snorted and said, “It’s pretty easy to make the stuffing. The ratio was given in the tutorial. But rolling the pastry sheet was a little challenging. Oh, I also cooked simmered pork belly.”

Looking at where he pointed, Genevieve saw a plate of pork belly.

sliced evenly, looking fat and

a fork and

looked good appearance-wise for a man cooking for his first time. However, she

didn’t want to disappoint

it entered her mouth. There was also a

It was delicious.

and looked at Armand suspiciously. “Are you sure you’ve never

used to have housekeepers at home. So I never had to

meat and brought it to her mouth. “The tutorials were very detailed. Even the amount of

noticed the kitchen scales, measuring cups, and other utensils on

managed to whip up something delicious just by using kitchen utensils. It was clear to her right then that not everyone was suitable to

timer on the kitchen counter started beeping, Armand immediately turned

fork, blew on it, and

looked at the misshapen beef pie and had the urge to

she took a bite, she found that the pie

eyes immediately