The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna) novel 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."

"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.

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.