How to Get a Wife novel Chapter 6

Taking a look at the food materials in the refrigerator and turning her head back, Joanna saw Wilson standing at the door of the kitchen in a lovely manner. All of a sudden, an idea came to her mind. Since he was obedient to her now, how about If she could teach him to do the housework, it would save her a lot of trouble.

"Wilson, let me teach you how to cook, and then you won't be hungry." She looked countlessly at Wilson standing at the door, smiling sincerely.

He nodded obediently and went into the kitchen.

"Okay." He stood next to Joanna and tilted his head to look at her, "what do I need to do now?"

For the first time, I could teach him to make some simple dishes. Thinking of this, Joanna took two eggs and a vegetables out of the fridge.

"I will teach you the simplest noodles today." Joanna gave him a demonstration which contained various kinds of complicated knowledge, and made Wilson do experiments by himself from time to time.

"There are ingredients in this cabinet. There are bowls and chopsticks as well as tools." She reminded him while cooking the noodles. After all, if she wanted him to learn to cook, he should know where these things were placed.

Joanna tied up her hair, and a few strands of them hanging down. Wilson looked at her side face for a moment and was a little lost. Seeing the sweat on her forehead, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on her forehead with his sleeve, which made Joanna pause.

What was he doing? The scene looked more and more like an old married couple, a very affectionate scene.

old married couple? Shocked by her own idea, Joanna laughed at herself secretly. They had known each other for less than half a month, how could she have such an illusion?

She placed the bowl on the table, and started to enjoy the noodles, with Wilson sitting beside her.

After the meal, Joanna taught him to wash the dishes. She didn't realize that although this person became somewhat silly after the car accident, he was very smart and could almost learn everything at once.

"Okay. We can talk about it later. I have to go to bed now. You should also go to bed early. Good night. " Then Joanna rushed back to her room, leaving Wilson alone at the kitchen door in a daze.

Joanna wrapped in a quilt and tossed on the bed, would it be too much for him to do these housework? She had seen him for several times and believed that this man was not a simple man, and he might have never done this before. When they met for the first time, she had helped him, but he said she was meddlesome. Now he was different because he lost his memory.

"Well, forget it. Since I have paid so much medical fees for him, I won't be excessive if I reward him for doing some housework." Lowering her head into the quilt, she fell asleep soon.

"Ah" With a roar, Wilson woke up. Sitting on the sofa, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

In his dream, he was driving on a phone and didn't care about the traffic. He didn't know whether it was an accident or a deliberate one. A car was out of control and bumped into him. Then the sky and the earth were spinning round. He felt painful and difficult to breathe. All of a sudden, he heard a woman's voice. "Sir Wake up Hold on. "

It was a familiar voice. Who was that?

"Joanna?" The moment he woke up, he called out the name of Joanna. Wilson's eyes darkened, 'who am I?' And who was that woman?

"Don't you recognize me?" Wilson stared at Joanna who was stunned but did not react. He felt a little sad. Did she forget him.

"Oh my God Why are you here Get out of here. " Realizing what happened, Joanna tightly wrapped herself in a quilt and said with a serious face to Wilson. She had taken Wilson home yesterday, but why was he here.

"I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't answer me, so I came in myself." Wilson watched Joanna's move, feeling uncomfortable.

"I made the noodles you taught me yesterday. I want you to have a taste." He presented her the noodles as if he was presenting a piece of treasure.

Seeing the grievance on Wilson's face, she realized that she overreacted. He might not think so much, but she thought him so bad. She was so guilty that she hastily explained, "I don't mean to be so excited. I'm going to brush my teeth."

Then she rushed to the bathroom to wash her mouth. She was still thinking that Wilson had made breakfast and brought it to her bed. He was such a young man of a new generation. Whoever would marry him must be happy.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Wilson waiting for her at the bedside. He was holding the bowl of noodles carefully with his hands. When she saw him, a stream of tear trickled down Joanna's cheeks.

Although the noodles were not as delicious as they looked, it was his first time to cook it and she thought it was good enough to make it. She tasted it. It was a little light and there were some broken eggshells. But when she saw that Wilson was looking at her expectantly, she answered against her conscience, "Hmm, it's good."

Hearing Joanna's praise, Wilson smiled happily. "I'm glad you like it. I can make it for you every day."