Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 182 How can she cook such delicious dishes?

Aimee didn't pay attention to Casey's anger, just took a fork, picked up another chicken leg and put it in

Casey's plate, saying, "Eat it, don't you want to eat this?"

Casey felt even more humiliated.

Obviously, she could clearly see how she was fighting with the fork just now, but now she humiliated

her like this.

Casey stared at Aimee and said, "Why are you so vicious? You know it clearly. I can't hold it at all."

Aimee said, "If you don't try it, how will you know? The drumsticks I made are very tasty. If you don't try

it, you will be very sorry."

Casey didn't know which thing she should be shocked about.

What did this mean?

She just pressed her hand in such a random way. Could it be that she just cured her hand?

Also, what did she say?

She made the chicken legs?

Heh, she didn't know that she made the dish just now, but now that she knew, did she think she will still

eat it?

She will not!

Casey picked up the fork, put the chicken leg that Aimee gave her back on the plate, and said, "Who

wants to eat what you made? Is that even eatable?!"

She didn't notice at all that her hand had regained its strength.

Casey quickly glanced at the dining table. Although she noticed that there were nothing on this table

that she would usually eat, this did not prevent her from finding what she wanted to eat.

She quickly picked up a shrimp, put it in her mouth, took a bite, and said, "I don't want to eat what you

cooked. What's so delicious about chicken legs? I eat shrimp. Shrimp is delicious."

Originally, Casey just wanted to embarrass Aimee and deliberately said that the shrimp was delicious.

Unexpectedly, after taking a bite, Casey was really surprised.

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She had seen many good things in the world. How could she be amazed by a dish of shrimp?

However, at this moment, Casey's eyes were bright. She was wishing she could swallow all the

shrimps.

This shrimp dish was really delicious.

How can there be such delicious shrimp?

How could it be?

Casey took another one, thinking that many things in this world were like this. When people ate it for

the first time, they will feel it delicious and amazing and think that it was the most delicious thing in the

world.

However, when having it for the second time, people won't have such a feeling.

This plate of shrimp, she thought, would do the same.

Unexpectedly, when Casey ate another one, her tears were about to fall.

"This is so good, isn't it? How is it so good?!!" Casey looked at Camdyn and asked, "Grandpa, when

did we get a new cook? Why didn't we get the cook sooner? It makes so happy to have such a tasty

dish."

As Casey said it, she had gone to pick up the third shrimp.

Only then did she realize that everyone was looking at her with half-smiles.

Casey asked suspiciously, "Why don't you eat? Are you not afraid that I will eat up such delicious

food?"

Camdyn touched his nose and said, "Casey, do you really want to know if the chef has changed?"

Casey nodded vigorously and said, "If this chef is responsible for all the meals in the future, then I will

move back from school."

"That's not necessary," Camdyn said.

Casey was a little sad when Camdyn rejected her so directly.

She looked at Camdyn with grievance and said, "Grandpa, are you despising me?"

Camdyn said bluntly, "Yes."

Casey was even more aggrieved.

She immediately thought of Aimee. It must be because of this woman that her grandpa was clearly on

her side.

Casey couldn't understand what was going on with her grandfather. Why did he turn to an outsider like

this?

She glared at Aimee angrily, and wanted to say something to drive her away, but since she had just

been punished, Casey decided to keep her mouth shut for the time being.

Otherwise, she would really worry if she would be fixed by Patrick again.

Aimee noticed her gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling harmlessly.

She said, "It's true that I don't cook every day. Today is a coincidence."

"What do you mean?" Casey's eyes widened, thinking that although she could understand and write all

the words, why couldn't she understand what Aimee said?

Aimee suddenly thought of trying to tease her a little bit on purpose.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Unfortunately, I made this, this, and all of this."

She pointed at all the eight dishes and one soup on the table, and said to Casey.

Casey's gaze followed the direction Aimee's finger pointed.

She naturally understood what Aimee meant.

With the great astonishment, Casey still felt how the world could be so confusing?

How was this possible?

Aimee, how can she cook such delicious dishes?

How can that be possible?

"Are you telling the truth?" Casey was still in disbelief, swallowing and being ready to ask carefully.

How was it possible? How was it possible?

She really couldn't believe it.

However, Aimee smiled at her tenderly, as if Casey was a vexatious child.

Casey didn't believe it, looked at Camdyn again, and asked, "Grandpa, this isn't true, is it?"

"Aimee's culinary skills made James want to take her as a teacher." Camdyn said.

At this moment, Aimee gave Casey another fatal blow.

"Patrick also helped," Aimee said.

Casey was so startled that she almost choked on her spit.

What did she hear?

Were they kidding her?

Patrick?

Patrick was in the kitchen?

Patrick helped this?

Casey looked over at Patrick, pinning her hope on Patrick.

However, Patrick seemed to be afraid that she would not be hit hard enough, and said, "There were

only me and Aimee in the kitchen, and I only helped her wash vegetable."

Aimee raised her eyes and looked at Patrick, not revealing that he was actually a troublemaker in the

kitchen.

That bundle of leeks was tortured by him...

They fell apart and shattered into a puddle of leek mud. In the end, they were thrown into the trash can,

and they were useless at all.