Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 794

What a delight! I didn't know my sister-in-law had this culinary ability .

Vittorio thought in his heart.

After finishing a bowl, Vittorio held it tightly and looked at Serena.

-Can I have another bowl?

Serena looked at him and saw that his expression was full of boundless hope as if he had gotten drunk drinking fish soup, so she could not help but smile.

As with all cooks, whether someone loves their cooking is a form of affirmation and compliment.

Although Serena was not a cook, she had cooked this meal today and the fact that Vittorio liked her cooking so much was a kind of affirmation and compliment for her.

In her heart she was naturally happy, simply stood up and picked up her bowl.

-Sure, I'll pour it for you.

At that moment, however, Cristian, who had been sitting in silence, finally could not contain himself and spoke in a cold voice.

-Don't you have hands of your own?

The abruptly resonating voice made them both chill. When Vittorio and Cristian looked at each other, Vittorio clearly saw the strong warning under their inky eyes.

He was silent for a moment, withdrew his gaze and stood up, "I'd better do it!

Then he took the bowl from Serena's hand again and stood up to pour the soup himself, depressed in his heart.

Was Cristian supposed to be jealous of having the chowder served by his sister-in-law?

It was then that Serena realized that Cristian had not touched his chopsticks since he sat down.

No appetite? Serena could not figure out for a moment what he was up to, so she could only grab a bowl to serve him the chowder as well.

-You warm yourself with a bowl of chowder.

Vittorio looked secretly at Cristian.

Cristian looked at the bowl of chowder in front of him and secretly compared it in his mind, which seemed to be a little more than Vittorio's, so he felt a little more comfortable.

He looked up and looked coldly at Serena.

I forgave you.

In fact, he had not wanted Serena to serve him chowder, but had served it to Vittorio , which irritated him.

Serena saw that Cristian had finally moved, taking the soup and bringing it to his lips. As he took a sip and set the bowl down, she quickly asked him, Do you like it?

Vittorio liked it very much, which meant he had made a good chowder.

Cristian did not respond.

Seeing that she was looking at him with a white face and expectant eyes that seemed to speak: -Praise me, praise me, praise me quickly.

-It's good. Cristian, this assistant of yours cooks well. I think... we may come here often for dinner in the future.

At the word, Cristian's gaze turned cold and even his voice remained indifferent by a few degrees.

-It's bland.

Serena's once expectant gaze immediately became dark and dull. Vittorio's smile also froze on his lips and said after a while, -You are too demanding, do you think everyone is as perfect as the cooks in your family? Don't be too demanding when you go to someone else's house for dinner.

-All right... -Serena hastened to explain, "I think he's right. I'm not a professional cook, so my cooking isn't that good either. Let's eat first.

After saying this, Serena picked up her bowl and began to eat.

In fact, Cristian's response was predictable for her because she did not expect Cristian to praise her, it would not be Cristian.

However, the scene where she began to eat with her head bowed entered Cristian's heart, making him narrow his eyes. Was it his illusion?

I always felt that this woman seemed to be disappointed?