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.”

overcook it, turning it into mush. He tasted it and couldn’t

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

into a bowl, trying his best to avoid the burnt bottom, and brought it over to feed Isabelle.

of porridge, Isabelle regained some strength and then took her

then went to boil water to help Isabelle wash her face,

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shoulder, forn open multiple times, finally began to treat line l hale. Her spirits were gradually

and brought it to the bedside to

lifted Isabelle, adjusted her position so her head was near the edge of the bed, and started

up at the man above her, concentrating on his task,

clothes are really

chuckled. Yours isn’t any better.”

up on the corner of Isabelle’s lips.

you look

smile on Isabelle’s lips

to carefully

asked, “Have you been in touch with Jim? Did

And yes, the castle blew

Isabelle nodded.

what had happened in the desert castle,

a while, Isabelle suddenly asked,

Why?” George replied.

said. “No reason.”

like eating tonight?” George asked.

eat whatever’s available, just try not to go

George

food to George was a teenage

in this slum, and

rent the house

the evening, as Isabelle lay on the bed, she heard the young boy coming again to deliver food to George. Peeking through the crack in the door, the boy curiously

“She’s much