Ice and Fire novel Chapter 710

"Go ahead!" Eagerly, Greg urged expecting something.

"But I'm starving now. We haven't had dinner yet," Violet continued, touching her empty stomach.

"Is that so?" Greg asked. Feeling hungry too, he advised,"Would you like to go out? Or...."

Before he could finish his sentence, Violet interrupted. "How about we cook for ourselves?" she proposed cheerfully.

"But we don't have enough food stuffs in the house yet," Greg replied.

"Don't mind dear. Just use what we got now. Go make something," Violet said commandingly.

"Me? Are you sure? I don't know how to cook," Greg replied, with an innocent look. 'I've never cooked before. I don't even know how to make noodles, ' he thought.

"But I'm starving, honey," Violet said coquettishly. 'If preparing me a meal for me is such a big issue to him, then why should I even count on his many promises to take care of me?' she wondered, feeling a little disappointed.

Overpowered by her pleasant pleading, Greg raised complied. "Okay, I will make it now. But don't complain if it tastes bad," he said, gesturing with jazz hands.

At once, he rose from his seat and walked into the kitchen. Staring at his back, Violet regretted immediately. 'I don't think he is a good cook. Will I really enjoy whatever he's going to make?' she wondered.

To save herself the disappointment, Violet got up and followed him into the kitchen.

"Let me help you, honey," she offered as she began clearing utensils from the table.

Even though he was aware his wife would only make things worse, Greg had no intention of driving her out of the kitchen. With Violet around, he thought himself less lonely. All he wished was that she wouldn't burn the kitchen down.

The two clueless cooks panicked and fumbled about.

"Honey, help me with this. I don't know what to do," Violet asked.

"Sweetheart, I'm busy now. You pay attention to the water in the pot. Reduce heat," Greg replied. 'I messed up everything. How can I help her?' he thought.

"Oh my god, I should have added less salt," Violet screeched. "What should I do now, honey?" she inquired, sounding dubious.

"Put some vinegar, please. Be careful not to overdo," Greg directed.

After a while, she cried,"Jeez! I just messed on that. I don't know what to do next, dear."

"Come here and leave it to me," Greg replied.

"Okay, wait a minute. I need to wash my hands," she acceded without hesitation. .

"Just forget about your hands. Come here now," Greg requested.