Chapter 633 Mr. Lenoir’s Handiwork
Lost in thought, Cherise was suddenly interrupted by the impatient voice of a child. She instinctively looked up and saw Damien, perspiring heavily, clumsily handling a rolling pin with his large hands.
Standing next to him, Serafina had her hands on her hips. “Mr. Handsome, be careful. You’re getting flour all over yourself!”
Caught in an awkward posture, Damien turned to Soren and asked sheepishly. “Is this alright?”
The scene before her made Cherise giggle. No one would have expected that Damien, who appeared stern and dignified to outsiders, would be awkwardly learning to roll pierogi dough under the watchful eyes of his two children.
The trio was so engrossed in their tasks that they didn’t notice Cherise’s return.
Unable to contain herself, Cherise burst into laughter at the sight of the misshapen dough. that Damien had rolled out.
If her relationship with Damien wasn’t so tense, she would have captured this moment and flaunted it to show everyone that the imposing and unapproachable Damien was quite inept at cooking.
Soren, Serafina, and Damien looked up simultaneously upon hearing Cherise’s laughter.
Soren glanced at the clothes in Cherise’s hand and shrugged indifferently at Damien. “Go change, Mr. Lenoir.”
“I’m free now!” Serafina exclaimed, letting out a breath. She tightly clutched her doll, ran to the television, switched it on, and started watching cartoons.
Damien looked at Cherise somewhat sheepishly. She smiled at the oddly shaped dough on the table. “I can see that you tried.”
Damien was taken aback. He cleared his throat. “Practice makes perfect. This was only my first attempt. I’ll get better.”
“I see.”
Soren dusted the flour off his hands. “I’m off to watch cartoons too, Mr. Lenoir. Be a good assistant to Mommy!” The boy hopped off the chair and scampered towards the sofa.
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