Chapter 478 Petty Man
Johanna rolled her eyes. “I ate that a long time ago!”
She turned to another page of the menu and continued, “One garlic butter crab—”
“No. Crab contains mercury, which might harm our baby. You can’t eat that.”
“What should I eat, then? Should I starve?” Johanna flew into a fit of rage and threw the menu at him.
Timothy instantly coaxed, “Darling, I’m doing this for you and the baby’s sake. You can have beef or ribs. They are delicious and can provide you with the protein you need.”
“I hate beef!”
Genevieve finally lost it after they acted all lovey-dovey for some time. Scowling, she grabbed the menu from Timothy. “You can continue to coax her while I place my order!”
She summoned the server and started ordering the food.

Timothy stopped her hastily. “Hey, can you order something else? My darling can’t eat these!”
“No! We need to eat, too!” Genevieve rejected him, her face devoid of expression. “You’re sitting beside her, right? When the dishes are served, just make sure she doesn’t eat them.”
After she ordered the food, Timothy told the server, “I want a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Only fresh oranges… Forget it. Bring me the squeezer and the oranges, and I’ll squeeze the juice myself.”
I’ll worry if someone else prepares the drink Darling drinks.
The server walked out with the menu, visibly stunned by his request.
Genevieve mocked, “Dr. Jensen, the chef will put many seasonings that might be harmful to pregnant women when he cooks. Why don’t you cook the food yourself?”
As Genevieve had helped him get his wife back, Timothy simply chuckled and didn’t talk back to her.
He poured Genevieve a cup of tea. “I’m used to scalpels, so I can’t hold choppers. Armand, unlike me, can cook well.”
Armand remained unfazed even though his name was mentioned.
“I’m thirsty, too.” Johanna pushed her cup to him.
“Be good. You can’t drink tea.” Timothy got her a bottle of mineral water from the cupboard beside them. “Drink some water to quench your thirst. I’ll squeeze some orange juice for you later.”
After the server came in with the squeezer and a plate of fresh oranges, Timothy rolled his sleeves up and wiped his hands clean before he started squeezing the oranges.
Genevieve rested her cheek on her palm and gazed at them enviously.
Shortly after, Timothy gave a glass of orange juice to Johanna. Genevieve asked, “Dr. Jensen, can you squeeze a glass of orange juice for me? I’d like to have some too.”
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