Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 621

Clatter! Clatter!

At this moment, the pot on the stove suddenly began to rattle. Its contents had begun to boil and caused the lid to rise with the steam.

Sonia heard the noise and quickly paused in her actions as she glanced at the stove. “The soup is done.”

“What do I do?” Toby asked.

Pointing at the knob on the stove, she told him, “Turn off the fire, stir the soup with the ladle, and set the pot aside for later.”

“Alright, I’ll do it.” With that, he walked to the stove.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she blurted out, “You only need to stir it. I’ll move the pot later.”

Ultimately, it was the same reasoning as before—with only one working arm, there was no way he would be able to move the pot to another place.

Knowing that Sonia was right, Toby didn’t repudiate her and only responded with an ‘okay’ before he turned off the stove.

After that, he picked up the ladle next to the stove and went to remove the lid off the pot.

Unfortunately, because he didn’t have much culinary experience, he wasn’t careful in avoiding the steam as he lifted the lid. As a result, the vapor from the boiling water scalded his wrist.

At once, Toby let out a muffled grunt as his brow furrowed in pain.

Hearing the noise he made, Sonia hurried forward to check on him. “What’s the matter?”

He calmly set the pot aside. “Nothing.” “Really?” She squinted in skepticism, clearly not believing his words.

After all, she had definitely heard him grunting in pain.

However, Toby only averted his gaze as something flashed through his eyes. As he lacked the courage to look at her, he insisted, “Yes, really.”

“I don’t believe you.” There was no way Sonia wouldn’t be able to tell that he felt guilty. Pursing her lips, she demanded, “Tell me what happened or I’ll examine you myself.”

Her stern expression and serious tone of voice meant he had no choice but to surrender. So, he lifted his right hand and exposed his wrist to her.

Sonia instantly could tell what had happened from the red patch on his originally pale skin. “You burned yourself?” she asked in dismay.

With a lowered head, Toby awkwardly coughed once to admit the fact.

A mystified Sonia questioned, “How did you burn yourself?”

“From the steam,” he answered, glancing back at the stove.

At that point, she was both amused and exasperated as she said, “Alright, I see you don’t know how to do anything apart from plucking vegetables. I think it’s best that you leave the kitchen then. I’m afraid the more you help me, the busier I will be and the more you’ll be injured.”

Toby lowered his head in shame. “My apologies...”

He never thought he would be so useless that he would be unable to help even with the menial chores in the kitchen.

Upon reading his expression, she could understand that he felt downcast.

After all, he had leaped at the chance to help her, only to cause more trouble for her than lightening her load. It was natural that he would feel upset, as if he had disappointed her.

However, in truth, Sonia didn’t feel disappointed.

It was excusable for Toby not to know these things.

Moreover, she was already comforted by the thought that he had taken the initiative to help out.

“Don’t overthink it. I believe that you won’t be like this once your arm has fully healed,” Sonia assured as she patted his arm in comfort.

As Toby glanced down at his arm, his heart filled with hope once again.

Yes, it wasn’t that he couldn’t do anything well; it was just that his arm hadn’t fully healed yet.

Moreover, he could learn to do the things that he didn’t know how to do.

There was no doubt that he would be able to help her with some things in the future.

At the same time, he discovered that working with her in the kitchen or elsewhere made him elated. It was something he loved doing and he found it extremely satisfying.

“Come with me to treat your burn,” Sonia spoke again.

Since she had suffered quite a few burns herself when she first started learning how to cook, she was well aware of what it felt like.

There was no doubt that Toby’s wrist prickled with pain at the moment.

He sheepishly followed her out of the kitchen.