Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 213 Ruining The Kitchen

"What are you talking about?" Everleigh closed the thermos. She answered casually without even turning her head.

Cecil lifted the hem of her skirt and carefully stepped over two leaves of cabbage on the ground. She stood in the middle of the kitchen and looked around. "Here? Wasn't this place robbed?"

"Does your family specialize in robbing other people's kitchens?" Everleigh huffed.

"Then what kind of experiment are you doing? Go to a lab for an experiment. Why are you ruining the kitchen in our house?"

"Screw you. I'm cooking."

"Cooking?" Cecil stretched out two fingers and picked out a long line-like thing from the plate of hellish-black food on the cooking table. It looked like a pickle but it was terribly shriveled. She asked, "Can I ask what this is?" Everleigh took a look at it and spat out a word awkwardly, "Spinach."

"What the f*ck... Spinach?" Cecil's eyes widened. "If you hadn't said it, I would've thought you were doing a medical experiment on microorganisms!"

Everleigh coughed dryly and corrected her in embarrassment. "The microorganisms aren't invisible to the naked eye and you need a microscope to view them."

Cecil threw the things in her hands into the trash can, took a kitchen towel, and wiped her hand with a piece of tissue. She said, "Then it's about DNA mutation. It's enlarged by 2, 000 times."

Looking around the mess in the kitchen, she crossed her arms and asked, "Are you going to tell me that we are eating this tonight? Sarah asked for leave to go home, but we can order takeout. Is it necessary to treat me like this?" "Is it that terrible? I think the soup is still edible, at least."

Everleigh put the thermos into the thermos bag and carried it out. "I'm done talking with you. I'm leaving now. I won't be back tonight. Yvonne will send Alastair and Adrienne back later. You can take them to grab something." "Oh, okay." Cecil nodded while looking for food on the plates that could be recognized by the naked eye. Finally, she found half a pot of soup. Out of curiosity, she tasted it with a spoon. "Ahem, Ahem..."

"What the hell did you cook, Everleigh... Who are you trying to poison? Ugh..."

Everleigh left quickly and did not hear Cecil's complaints in the house at all. She took her latest creation and drove to the hospital with great enthusiasm.

everything and threw them into the pot to cook. Everything was in order. Anyway, she did everything according to Sarah's instructions, so the taste should not be

she arrived at the hospital, it was not dark yet, and it was time

sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading documents. Moses was sitting beside him. When he saw Everleigh, he was the first to greet her. "Dr. Trevino is here." Theodore looked up and closed the documents in his hand. He handed them over to

I'll go back and inform

thermal bag in her hand, his eyes immediately lit up. "Dr. Trevino, you're really thoughtful. You know that the hospital food is not suitable for Mr. Godfrey's taste, and you also brought food here. I can smell

said politely, "Mr. Lawson, you haven't eaten yet, right? Do you want to stay

saying, "I have to go back to the company to deliver

a lot and it won't

saying that, Everleigh put the thermos bag on the table and took out the boxes

eyes gave an ambiguous look suddenly. "Then I mustn't eat it, I... Ahem." He glanced at Theodore from the corner of his eye. When he saw his impatient face, he immediately said seriously,

replied with a hum, his

in the room was the

on your own?" Theodore's voice came from

for a second, and then she explained stiffly, "Didn't you like the fish soup cooked by Sarah? She had something to attend to and asked for leave,

Theodore as he walked over to the dining table. "Didn't you say that you would never learn to cook

I say

semester of our freshman

time period, which was more than ten years ago. Everleigh was stunned, and she was in

had vowed that she would never enter the kitchen for the rest of her life and that she should leave jobs such as cooking to the professionals. She had her own career and dreams, and she would never be trapped in

by a popular girl from the Foreign Language Academy. She personally made a birthday cake for him

a fit of pique and I was just joking," Everleigh twitched the corner of her mouth. "There isn't such an

occasionally. It was easy for her to make a simple sandwich. The word "never" sounded like a fit of pique. She didn't expect Theodore to remember it for so long. "After having children, you've changed quite a bit," Theodore

time cooking properly. Maybe it's not very suitable for you. Tell me if there's anything bad, and I'll go back and improve it." Theodore took the cutleries and looked

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