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Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 729
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Chapter 729

"Miss, do you have any orders for me?" the man asked with seriousness.

Slightly raising an eyebrow, Veronica tilted her head to look at the cabbage being cooked inside the

pan and smiled. "Who likes vegetables? I wanna eat some meat."

In actuality, cabbage was her favorite vegetable and he knew of her preference, which was why he

bought it at the market.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault that I didn't serve you much 'meat'. I'll cook some more meat for you tonight." It

was a double entendre.

Of course, Veronica could understand what he was implying, so she could not help but imagine it in her

mind while blushing.

"Uhm... Actually, eating more vegetables doesn't sound like a bad idea either."

Pointing at the pan full of cabbage, she ordered, "You should hurry up and stir them. If you don't, they

might burn."

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"Yes, Miss," the man responded before turning back to stir the cabbages.

Meanwhile, she stood behind him and watched silently as he focused on cooking. The feeling she had

was so sweet as if she were caked in honey.

Although he had changed his voice and appearance, how could she not recognize him? Still, she had

to say that she did underestimate his abilities. Frankly, she did not expect that he would be such a good

cook and it shocked her.

If it had not been for the nutty banana oatmeal this morning, she would not have been so sure that he

was Matthew.

She knew that he was good at making good oatmeal, but how did he learn the hidden clan's dialect and

cooking in such a short period of time?

After giving it some thought, she guessed that he might have learned how to cook and speak their

dialect when he suddenly disappeared for half a year.

In such a short amount of time, not only did he have to arrange everything in secret, but he also had to

learn cooking and another language. How challenging would that have been?

She could not imagine how Matthew did it and her heart was filled with endless gratitude.

Suddenly, she discovered that the distance between their capabilities was like the entire Milky Way. If

she did not work hard to become more excellent, she would feel like she was not worthy of Matthew.

He was a perfect man who was loyal to his love and he was even willing to sacrifice himself for his

wife...

What kind of woman would be worthy of such a perfect man?

"Miss, would you like roasted pork or braised pork?"

Matthew then served the fried cabbage in a dish and proceeded to clean the pan while asking, "You

can tell me whatever you want to eat. I'll head to the marketplace this afternoon to buy the ingredients."

Standing there, Veronica looked at Matthew with her hands behind her back and hesitated. Her watery

eyes were wet as she hid her complicated emotions in them.

"I'm not picky with food. I tried your cooking this morning and it tasted good. You're such a good...

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chef."

Although Crayson and Destiny were not present, she did not dare to speak to him in public as if they

were husband and wife. For safety, they had to keep their distance in order not to be discovered.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss. You should go about your day. I'll call you after the food is ready."

His lips curled into a smile as he looked at her.

However, his rustic makeup made him look like a simple person, so his smile looked quite ordinary.

"Okay."

Slightly nodding, she resisted not to rush up and hug him before reluctantly turning around.

Lastly, she said, "You've worked hard."

Matthew placed the pan back on the stove and rubbed his hands on his apron. Every move he made

was identical to that of a real chef.

With brown contact lenses, his eyes curled with his faint smile. "It's what I should do."

Another double entendre.

It only took one sentence to melt Veronica's heart.

She looked at him affectionately as she felt like her legs were made of lead, making it hard for her to

move. At this very moment, her wish was to keep her eyes on him, silently and peacefully.