The Woman From Hell

Chapter 200

"Alright, I'll choose the filling." Seeing that I was in a good mood, Miss Woods cheered up as well.

"You’re always cooking for us, Miss Woods. Today, you’ll go sit on the sofa and watch TV. Let me cook for you." I pulled Miss Woods to the living room sofa to sit down.

"No, Mrs. Grant. It’s my duty to serve you. Besides, you’re pregnant. How can you cook?" Miss Woods struggled to stand up.

"Just do as she tells you to, Miss Woods. I’m here, I'll help her." Theo’s voice rang out from behind.

Miss Woods looked ambiguously at us and laughed." Alright, alright. Today, this old lady will take advantage of her seniority and wait to be served with food."

When I got back to the kitchen, I picked up the stalks o f celery and began choosing. Theo looked at me with his hands crossed, a skeptical look in his eyes. "Are you sure you know how to make lasagna?"

"Of course. I'll do it myself today so you can taste handmade lasagna. Listen up, a good lasagna has to b e made from scratch. The sheets and filling need to be handmade. That's the secret." I was confident in this

respect because I had learned it from Mom back then.

"What can I do?" Seeing how confident I was, Theo rolled up his sleeves to help.

wash some onions and carrots," I

"Okay."

chatting from time to time. The atmosphere had never been

not help but sigh. This was the kind of life I looked forward to as a couple. This was more perfect than

vegetables were ready. I excitedly chopped up the ingredients and vowed to let Theo admire

soon embarrassed myself and

was pregnant, I had no strength in my arm and it became very sore after I chopped less than ten

I would make this meal myself, so it would be a huge

Theo embraced me from behind and took the knife from my

to seek help if you

ingredients with the knife. He did so very smoothly,

little

seem to think so as he rested his

no other choice, I rested in his arms and watched as he chopped up the meat

he was done chopping up the ingredients, I mixed them with some

like when I was chopping the ingredients, I ran out of strength after just a while. Theo continued to embrace

this time. I directed him while in his arms, telling him the amount of ingredients

it too thick or too thin. Don’t you know how to make it just nice?" After directing Theo for the nth time but to no avail,