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.

evenly,

piece of the pork belly with a fork and

for a man cooking for his first time. However,

to disappoint him, so she took

her mouth. There was also a faint aftertaste of red

It was delicious.

looked at Armand suspiciously. “Are you sure you’ve never cooked before? And you

used to have housekeepers at home. So

and

the kitchen scales, measuring cups,

it took her a lot of time to cook salmon. On the other hand, Armand managed to whip up something delicious just by using kitchen utensils. It was clear to her right then that not everyone was suitable

the kitchen counter started beeping, Armand immediately turned off the

a fork, blew on it, and brought it

and had the urge

that the pie was crispy, and its

immediately