His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 597 Learning New Skills For Her €94% +5 Pearls Lysander picked up a piece of toasted bread, then casually selected a few items from one of the two identical platters of ham and fried eggs. She sandwiched them in, paired it with slettuce, and took a bite.

The breakfast on the table could be considered a fusion of dishes that was well-balanced nutritionally. Apart from the somewhat exaggerated quantity, there was essentially nothing to fault.

Josiah's gaze followed Lysander's cutlery all along. It was only when she made a choice, that he subtly let out a sigh of relief.

Lysander felt uncomfortable under his intense gaze and said softly. "This is the breakfast prepared by Martha, isn't it? If you're hungry, feel free to start eating. You don't have to wait for me." Josiah's voice was light and cheerful as he said, "Martha has already left. The meal you just had was prepared by me." Lysander's hand, holding the bread, suddenly tensed up. Her gaze slowly lowered, looking at the half- eaten sandwich, unsure whether to continue eating or not.

The dormant memories were gradually reviving.

Last night, the leftovers on the dinner table were a sight to behold. Not only was there a lemon butter fish that seemed to stare back at her even in death, but there was also a fried egg so burnt it could have been used to mix cement. As for the bacon, it was charred to the point where it could seamlessly blend into a pile of coal.

It seemed that the safest thing Lysander had consumed in her breakfast was nothing but lettuce.

Seeing as her expression changed rapidly, he asked uneasily, "What's wrong? Does it taste terrible? That shouldn't be the case, though. I tasted it myself in the kitchen.” He picked up the cutlery in front of him and grabbed a slice of bacon, evaluating it honestly. "It's slightly overcooked, but the taste is undoubtedly perfect." "Are you sure you're the one who cooked these dishes, and didn't mix it up with the ones Martha made?" Lysander cast a dubious glance at the two identical dishes before him.

After witnessing his disastrous attempts at cooking firsthand, anyone might lack the courage to eat the meals he prepared.

Lysander quietly took another bite of her sandwich, which was already showing him a lot of respect Seeing no change in her expression, Josiah let out a helpless sigh.

"Would I really forget something as simple as this? This morning, I specifically asked Martha to leave behind the food she uses for her cooking lessons after she finished teaching me. I was worried you might not be accustomed to my cooking, and thought you could use hers as a backup, so it wouldn't interfere with your work. It seems I was genuinely overthinking things." He was quite thoughtful in his considerations.

1/3 Chapter 597 Learning New Skills For Her prepared a set of these?" "Yes, that's right," Josiah admitted.

+5 Pearls "I started learning how to cook oatmeal and preparing vegetables. With the failure from last night under my belt, I can say I've gained sinsight. The cooking went relatively smoothly. If you find it not to your taste, feel free to just eat the dishes prepared by Martha. I'll continue to strive for improvement in the future." With his description, the difficulty of cooking had seemingly escalated to the level of a near-impossible quest.

Lysander picked a bit from each of the two indistinguishable dishes.

Josiah's expression remained unchanged, but his hand, dangling at the side of the table, subconsciously clenched into a fist, anxiously awaiting her forthcoming assessment.

He was more nervous now than he had been during his first tattending an invitation to tender and awaiting the results.

Lysander meticulously tasted the two dishes before her, and her final verdict was remarkably impartial. "I can't distinguish which one you made and which one was prepared by Martha. The presentation of the dish on the right seems a little lacking, but there's a bit too much sesin the dish on the left." The two were evenly matched. Even if a professional food critic were to judge, it would likely be difficult to award significantly different scores, Josiah has always been good at concealing his emotions, but at that moment, upon hearing Lysander's words, an uncontrollable smile surfaced at the corners of his lips.

Feeling amused, Lysander asked, "Are you really that thrilled? I remember you never bothered with household chores before. You couldn't even cook pasta, and now you've improved so much overnight. That's quite impressive." Back when they were still married, Lysander was always busy and rarely cooked at home. She usually ate at the hospital cafeteria, while Josiah would simply get his meals elsewhere.

She had initially thought that he was simply not skilled at such things and didn't really care. It wasn't until now that she understood. It wasn't that he couldn't learn, but he just didn't think she was worth the effort back then. Bitter memories surged within her, promptly cooling her heart that was on the verge of warming up.

Gazing into her eyes, Josiah said with utmost sincerity, "If you enjoy eating pasta, I can ask Martha to teachhow to make them when we get back tonight. However, making pasta might be a bit more challenging compared to cooking other dishes. I suspect it will takemore time, but I'll try my best to master one or two types by next week." Lysander quickly waved her hands. "That's not what I meant, I was just speaking off the cuff." Josiah said earnestly, "It's okay, I just want you to know that as long as it's for your benefit, whatever I can do to help, I'm willing to learn. It's never too late to start." He genuinely wished to start over with her.

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Chapter 597 Learning New Skills For Her +5 Pearls Lysander lowered her eyes and skillfully avoided his gaze. After all, they had lived together in the past. Just a single shared glance would have been enough to discern whether his intentions were genuine or feigned.

Yet, such sincerity cat a rather inconvenient time.

Lysander kept an eye on the time. After finishing her sandwich, she had half a bowl of oatmeal with sside dishes. Then, she got up to clear the dishes and tableware she had used.

Josiah reached out to pick it up and said, “Don't worry about these. Go change your clothes and get ready. to go to work." The words were spoken with an effortless case, devoid of any discomfort or awkwardness.

Upon hearing this, Lysander was somewhat bewildered.

Why does he sound like a housewife rushing her husband? As she looked at Josiah, with his broad shoulders and slim waist, picturing this scene gave her an odd sensation.

Josiah looked up with concern and asked, "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?"

Lysander wished she could shake her head hard enough to crase the strange image from her mind bam course, she couldn't tell him about it. With an odd expression, she said, “It's nothing. I'm just thinking about the things I need to handle at the office later today." She refused to explain, and Josiah didn't press her further, only asking, “Do you plan on wearing a suit with a skirt again today?"

Lysander nodded, "Isn't professional attire always like this? I'm young, and I already struggle to command m respect from the older employees in company. If I don't dress professionally, I fear they would be the even more critical, suggesting that my mind isn't focused on work." Casually, Josiah suggested, "You know, you could try on the clothes I prepared for you carlier." When they first returned to the vacation hotel, he had once assisted Lysander in purchasing a few outfits. Now, with their departure, these items had also been brought back home.

Lysander always seemed to unintentionally overlook their om presence, In the In the few days since her debut at Thorne Constructions and Energies, she hadn't once worn the clothes he had chosen for her. Perhaps she was always subconsciously resistant to the traces of his presence around her.

Yet, unbeknownst to her, Josiah seemed to have subtly infiltrated every aspect of her life.

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