Billionaire, Let's Divorce! novel Chapter 263

Chapter 0263 

“You can also grill the stir–fry yourself. Today, assume I’m the chef. You’re the customer. So pick your Ingredients, my lady.” 

I 

I couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up my throat. “You’re insane.” But I did pick out the ingredients. 

“…meats,” I murmured as I picked out the ingredients. “Lots of them. Veggies, an ample amount… 

“Noted, ma’am.” 

I smiled as I continued to pick out my choice, “sauces, I explained how I wanted my sauce. “And seasonings!” I chirped as I selected the seasonings from a buffet–style spread. 

“Your stir–fry will be ready in ten seconds!” He said as he moved the ingredients to the grill area where he would cook them on a large flat grill. He got to work and made quite a show of exaggerating every of his 

move to impress and amuse me. 

I gasped loudly, my eyes widened. “I thought the stir–fry will be ready immediately.” 

He chuckled. “If I could make that possible just for you, I would.” 

1 smiled, my heart warming at his efforts to make me feel better. 

He had always been so good at putting a smile on my face and making me laugh. I briefly pondered on who usually laughed more whenever he was around. 

Amie. Definitely Amie. Often times, I always find myself holding back my laughters and smiles and trying 

my 

damndest not to blush at his sweet natural incessant compliments. 

In a few minutes, my stir–fry was ready. 

“Hmm,” I closed my eyes and sniffed the air, greedy for the sweet aroma. “This smelles so good. I guess you aren’t so bad, Chef Dennis.” 

“I’m not bad at all,” he smirked and made to step out from behind the grill. 

I frowned and quickly stopped him. “What are you doing?” 

His facial expression matched mine. He nodded toward the classic style seats and tables away from the grill area, “I’m taking your stir–fry to a table so you can eat.” 

“What about yours?” 

He smiled, “You should eat first. We’re here for you.” 

“No, buddy,” I shook my head firmly, “that would not work. I’m not going to eat if you don’t.” 

“Ana…I’m not hungry.” 

“I don’t care. You have to anyway. You forced me here, remember?” 

He chuckled, “Fine. But you’d have to pick out the ingredients.” 

“With all pleasure.” 

For the next few minutes, we giggled and laughed over the grill as he made his own stir–fry. 

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Chapter 0263 

When we were done, he carried the two bowl and refused my help when I offered it. 

“You’re the customer, remember?” He said as he walked ahead of me. “I’m the chef, here to serve you,” he finished as he dropped the bowls on the wooden table. 

He pulled out my seat for me. “Ma’am?” 

“Thank you my very good sir,” I said and he laughed really hard, 

A small smile danced on my lips, glad that I could reciprocate his efforts in making me comfortable by making him laugh. It was the least I could do after how much help he had been in the short time he had 

come to see Amie. 

“You can have some of mine if you want,” he said enthusiastically as he took his own seat. “Since you picked out the ingredients, I guess it’s in your taste range, right?” He asked with a sheepish grin. 

I dipped the fork in my mouth as I thought about it. Not really, I had struggled to remember the foods that he often fook and tried to guess what he’d have chosen. 

“I’ll never tell.” 

He grasped his chest and said dramatically, “You’re killing me this suspense.” 

I giggled and it was like that for a while. I barely ate my stir–fry as he kept making jokes and throwing random hilarious comments here and there.