The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1214

Although it was very impulsive, Bruce had learned to restrain himself and knew how to be more

thoughtful of his woman's feelings. He would not force himself on others like before.

Now that Joanna was pregnant, he would not dare indulge in his desires.

The next day.

Joanna woke up. She was still tired from the night before.

Last night, Bruce had been as careful and gentle as possible.

However, his physique and innate strength were still a little overwhelming.

Joanna rubbed her sore waist and walked out of the room.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she smelled a very pungent smell coming from the kitchen,

as if something had been burnt.

"Cough cough, what's that pungent?" Joanna exclaimed as she frowned and quickly walked toward the

kitchen.

A few servants greeted her respectfully, "Mrs. Everett, good morning!"

"What's burning in the kitchen? Why is it so pungent?" Joanna asked.

"Uh, Mr. Everett is in the kitchen. We don't know what's burning," the servants replied.

When Joanna heard this, she was confused and quickly walked toward the kitchen door.

At the kitchen door.

Davian, Irvin, and Lilia gathered at the kitchen door. The three of them were chattering about

something.

"My dears, what are you doing?" Joanna asked.

"Mommy, you're awake?" they asked.

"Yes. Why are you all gathered at the kitchen door?" Joanna responded.

Lilia smiled sweetly and said happily, "Mommy, Daddy is preparing another feast for us!"

Joanna was stunned and lost for words. Her face was filled with disbelief.

Bruce's culinary skills...

She would rather eat pot noodles.

"What's Daddy cooking?" Joanna asked.

Davian also looked happy and exclaimed, "Hehe! Daddy met with us this morning and said he wanted

to be a caring family man from now on. He even said that he wanted to train his culinary skills and cook

a feast for us every day from now on."

"Haha! Daddy is awesome. The feast he's making must be very, very delicious. I can't wait to try

Daddy's feast," Irvin said as he stuck his tongue out and looked excited.

"Let's have a feast! I want to eat it!" Devin responded. He waved his chubby little arms excitedly in the

air.

Although Devin was only two years old, he liked to join in the fun. When Devin heard his brother and

sister excitedly discussing having a feast, he laughed too.

Seeing the children's expectant and excited expressions, Joanna smiled and braced herself.

"Don't... don't be too happy so early. Regardless of how happy you are now, you might cry later..."

Halfway through her sentence, Joanna swallowed her words. She did not want to dispel the children's

happiness.

In any case, she's aware of Bruce's culinary skills.

"Mommy, Daddy personally cooked a feast for us. We're excited. Why would we cry?"

"That's right. Daddy is my super idol. No matter what he does, he'll be very good at it. I'm sure the feast

he made will be delicious."

"Uh, Mommy will go in and take a look!" Joanna said.

With that, Joanna opened the sliding kitchen door.

The big and tidy kitchen was filled with thick smoke. The stove and chopping board had been turned

upside down.

Bruce was wearing an apron around his waist and holding a frying pan. He was busy and looked like a

chef.

"Honey, what are you doing? Cough, cough..." Joanna said as she started choking on the thick smoke.

Bruce could not be bothered to turn around. He flipped the frying pan back and forth and said, "Joann,

you're awake! Hurry up and get out. Don't choke on the smoke."

Joanna looked around. Fish was on the ground, and prawns were scurrying in the sink. Two crabs were

crawling around.

Regardless of what was fried in the pot, it had now turned into soot.

The ingredients were all good, but this chef... was not skilled.

"Uh... Hubby, if you're interested in cooking, you can start with something simple," Joanna hinted.

"What I did was the simplest. Cough, cough!" Bruce replied as he also choked on the smoke.

"What's in your pan?" Joanna asked.

"Beef!" Bruce said proudly. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Joanna listened and looked at the packaging. It was the most expensive A5-grade Wagyu beef sold by

the gram.

Now, it was a black mess before Bruce.