My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1532 Ulterior Motive

Timothy was never really angry, to begin with. He was only putting on a show for Johanna. After he understood the meaning behind Johanna's words, his heart was filled with sympathy for her.

Timothy turned to look at her, asking softly, “Jojo, are you mad at me?”

“Why would I blame you when it's not your fault?” Johanna said, “Besides, I know how much you've done for me. If I were to blame all my misfortunes on you, that would be heartless.”

She wasn't wrong, and neither was Timothy. The fault lay in the fact that she had caught the attention of a powerful demon.

“I don't blame you if you're upset with me. I'm actually quite regretful,” Timothy said with remorse. “Even if the child isn't mine, it's still yours. I shouldn't have argued with you, let alone abandon you.”

Indeed, as Johanna said, he was being too irrational. Even if there was an issue, he should have discussed it properly with Johanna.

“Didn't you tell me to forget about the past? Why are you bringing it up again?” Johanna noticed him accidentally brushing his sweater with flour while kneading the dough. She brushed the flour off with her hand, then took an apron from the hook.

Timothy bent down smoothly, allowing her to put the apron on him. “All right, all right, I won't bring it up again in the future.”

Then, he pecked Johanna when she wasn't paying attention.

hadn't seen anything. She went to the pantry to pour a cup of warm water, but to her

it's better to use warm water when kneading

of mineral water. “I just called my mentor and asked about the steps to

meal, Johanna saw Armand kneading the dough for cinnamon

work

leaned against the kitchen

felt a bit awkward, murmuring under his breath, “I don't know what's wrong with this dough. It just won't come

chuckle, Johanna suggested, “How about we add some water

cooked before, but after learning to cook in a short period, he was able to make delicious dishes one after another, surpassing almost

you make pasta soup? Should I call my mentor

instructed him to go wash his

fork, mixing it until the dough became sticky. When lifted with the fork, the dough

set the dough aside for it to rise and asked Timothy to fetch two eggs and a carton of milk from the

time, she made a plate of pancakes

counter, unabashedly saying, “Don't let