My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter 2841 The seasoning was wildly excessive; the chicken was both bone-dry and overwhelmingly peppery, making it hard to swallow.

Suppressing the urge to spit it out, Keanu managed to choke it down with considerable effort.

Despite his suffering, he couldnt help but marvel at Corrines unwavering confidence.

How on earth did she dare to cook for guests with skills like these? Corrine watched his face intently, clearly searching for svalidation.

The chicken isnt good either? Ahem, its..

fine.

Keanu cleared his throat, feeling a fiery burn as he forced a smile.

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Across the table, Tilda noticed his flushed face and the sweat starting to bead on his forehead. She bit back a laugh and quietly poured him a glass of water, sliding it toward him.

Keanu shot her a grateful smile and quickly drank a few sips, desperate to soothe his burning throat.

So that means its bad, doesnt it? Corrine asked.

Grabbing a piece of the roast chicken, she took a bite herself.

Her eyes widened in horror as the flavor hit her, and she quickly spat it out.

Oh, my god! Water, water! Amused, Tilda slid over a glass of water she had already prepared, her lips twitching with suppressed laughter.

Corrine grabbed it and downed most of it in one go.

Setting the empty glass down, she stared blankly at the table of dishes in front of her.

Her confidence wavered now.

She didnt dare ask anyone else to try the food and decided to sample each dish herself.

Aside from the soup-which, to her relief, was surprisingly normal everything else was a disaster.

Sdishes were overwhelmingly salty, others were completely bland, and none tasted remotely right.

Corrines shoulders slumped, her expression crestfallen.

Sorry, everyone, she said softly.

I wanted to treat you all to a homemade meal.

Looks like my cooking hasnt improved after all.

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Help yourselves to ssoup while I order takeout.

Keanu, noticing her downcast expression, felt a pang of sympathy. Corrine, theres no need for takeout.

Lets just make the best of what we have, he suggested gently. The !! content is on novelenglish.net!

How can that be? You didnt call this way just to eat soup. The content ex just to istom novelenglish.net! Keanu paused, considering.

Do you have any other ingredients? Yes, I do.

Great, he said with a smile.

If you dont mind waiting a bit longer, I can whip up a few simple dishes s instead At Keanus words, Corrines eyes lit up. You can cook? mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1

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