Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 438 “Wife”

The room was cramped and tiny, making George, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, look like a giant. Isabelle lay on the bed watching him bustling around.

“What are you doing?”

George turned around. “Cooking porridge.”

He was actually cooking porridge for her.

Soon, George brought the bowl of cooked porridge to the bedside.

Knowing that Isabelle was picky and probably a bit of a clean freak, George said, “I’ve cleaned the utensils many times, they’re clean.”

Isabelle stayed silent.

George blew on the porridge to cool it down and began spoon–feeding her.

After she had a couple of spoonfuls, Isabelle suddenly exclaimed, “It’s not even cooked.”

George paused, thinking cooking porridge didn’t require much skill and since it didn’t have much taste anyway, he hadn’t bothered asking if she liked it.

He hadn’t expected something as simple as porridge to go wrong.

Taking a spoonful of the clearly undercooked porridge himself, he realised the rice was still half raw.

George remarked, “I’ll cook it again.”

Isabelle said, “No need.”

Then she asked, “What about you?”

George replied, “I’ve made plenty, I’ll eat after you’re done.”

Isabelle said. “Then… Maybe cook it a bit more.”

George smiled. “Sure.”

finally cooked through, but George managed to overcook it, turning it into mush. He tasted it and couldn’t help

little stove, he’d have to cook up another batch and wait for

into a bowl, trying his best to avoid the burnt bottom, and

finishing a bowl of porridge, Isabelle regained some strength

the remaining porridge, then went to boil water to help Isabelle wash her face, hands, and feet.

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few more days passed, and Isabelle’s shoulder, forn open multiple times, finally began to treat line l hale. Her spirits were gradually improving, but she was still very

hot water and brought it to the bedside to wash Isabelle’s hair.

was near the edge

concentrating on his task, George noticed her gaze

clothes are really

isn’t any better.”

faint smile crept up on the corner of Isabelle’s lips.

“But you look

smile on Isabelle’s

continued to carefully wash

“Have you been in touch with Jim? Did he

And yes, the castle blew up,” George

Isabelle nodded.

to know what had happened in the desert castle, but it clearly wasn’t

while, Isabelle suddenly asked, “What day

Why?” George

“No

like eating tonight?”

just try not

it,” George said.

delivering food to George was a

who grew up scavenging through trash in this slum, and the beat–up little house was left to him by his late

spent some money to rent the house over

deliver food to George. Peeking through the crack in the door, the boy curiously asked George. “How’s your wife doing?”

“She’s much better”