She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 577: That Position Belonged to Him

The pink apron, which was almost torn apart by two people, ended up being worn by Benson. It must be said that he had a delicate and handsome appearance, even wearing such a girlish apron didn't look ou of place.

His shoulder-length hair was tied up and hung down behind him.

Although he couldn't see, Benson was adept and skillful in the kitchen, handling everything with ease.

In comparison, the two people on his left and right stood like stiff mountains, staring at Benson's cooking figure with wide eyes.

After washing the tomatoes, he held one tomato in one hand and a small knife in the other.

After slicing the tomatoes, he reached into the bowl and felt for the egg, tapping it against the edge of the bowl.

Crack.

The egg cracked.

Kelvin and Gordon felt their hearts shatter as well.

Kelvin had just wanted to show off in front of Cheyenne, only to be overshadowed by someone who couldn't even cook.

How despicable!

In his ears, he could hear the sound of a casual and warm conversation, which irritated the hidden flames of jealousy in Kelvin, almost causing them to burst out. "Cheyenne, where's the oil?"

"It's on the second cupboard to your left. I'll get it for you."

"Okay, thanks, Cheyenne."

"No problem, Benson. What are you cooking? It smells so good; I'm already salivating just from the aroma."

"You little glutton. You can eat it soon. I'm making tomato and egg over noodles. If your fridge wasn't empty, I could have made a stir-fried dish for you."

Cheyenne smiled and nodded, her eyes narrowing like a crescent moon.

Even though she had to get up early for work at the hospital, there was one advantage-she didn't have to worry about meals.

Gordon stood behind Benson, arms crossed, looking at the blind man with newfound admiration.

Being able to live independently despite physical disabilities and learning to cook was already quite remarkable.

Looking at his hands again, fair and slender, they were truly as beautiful as carved jade.

Lawrence mentioned that her friend was a renowned

saw Benson cutting the tomatoes with his precious hands, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of

their hands are

unable to resist stealing a few more glances. Although the scar had become faint, almost indiscernible, it was a neat mark as if inflicted by

he accidentally injured himself while learning

cooking was such a difficult task

Sizzle.

poured in

closed her eyes and took a

spatula and stirred the eggs in the frying pan, explaining the cooking process

bit longer, and stir-fry on high

process, everyone else was

eyes, a glimmer of light

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side, holding the bowl and waiting

one short, both slender,

help but clench his fists, his lips forming a tight line, exposing

position Benson stood in originally belonged

felt a bitter taste in his mouth, a myriad of

of the kitchen, sitting alone in the living

quietly left now, perhaps Cheyenne

Cheyenne, it's

Benson! I'll get a bowl

Cheyenne praised Benson while

playfully counting her slender

when she

were only three people in

she turned

at the figure

entrance of the living

figure seemed vast and lonely, like an eternal

"Kelvin."

"What's the matter?"

had already taken a step forward stopped in disbelief. He didn't turn

sides of his pants,

Cheyenne furrowed her beautiful

gave

glare, saying