The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin's handsome face stiffened. Stunned, Justin accidentally dropped the piece of chicken into the hot oil.

The hot oil splattered onto his hand and arm, the pain jolting him back to reality. He said awkwardly, "Hey, Drew."

"Judging by how you're always making innuendos, you must be really good in bed, huh?"

Drew sneered, craning his neck to peek into the oil pot. "Well, I'm not sure whether Bella, the little glutton, smelled this. But I definitely followed the scent here. It smells like something's burning." Justin was startled and finally realized the chicken pieces he had put in earlier were still in the pot.

He hurriedly grabbed the skimmer. However, when he retrieved the chicken pieces, they had turned dark brown.

Justin's eyes filled with frustration. He recalled Wyatt's harsh comments the first time he tried his cooking.

The words echoed in his ears like a haunting melody.

areas you're not good at. If you end up with blisters all over your hands, wouldn't Bella be

off his coat, rolled his sleeves up, and stood next to Justin.

eyes widened in surprise. "Are

sister would

angry because Drew was right. He

skillfully put the chicken pieces into the pot, checked his watch, carefully timed it, and then stirred the oil. After a while, he took out the golden-brown chicken

you know how to make it now?"

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in your head, but you don't actually know

"Drew, sometimes I need a bit

long eyelashes fluttered

Justin.

a few tries. I failed countless times before I got it right too. If it weren't for Bella loving it who would bother with this messy and troublesome task? The smell of oil even sticks around for days! You Know, sometimes you shouldn't spoil her that much. If she

playing on his lips. "It's alright. I'll do anything as long as Bella likes it. It doesn't matter how troublesome the task is." "Hmph! I hope it's not all talk."

chicken! That smells so