Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband (Melody and Edward) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Bad Time? 

Chapter 125 Bad Time? 

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At this moment, Edward was chopping up the bones like he had seen Melody do. Blood from. the raw meat was splattering everywhere and Bernard felt as if he had just walked into a 

crime scene. 

“Mr… 

Mr. Moore, what are you doing? 

Bernard was Edward’s personal assistant who understood him well. Yet, Bernard felt that ever since Edward and Melody had started dating, he understood Edward less and less. 

Edward had never set foot in the kitchen before. 

Edward’s hands were used to guide the stock movements on the market, and sign agreements for oil trade and global shipping. 

They were not used for cooking or chopping of raw meat and bones for soup. 

However, Edward was clearly enjoying himself. 

Edward leisurely rolled up the sleeves of his gray sweater. 

Every movement he made was so elegant, it seemed as if at any moment he would be joining a high–level meeting to sign an important contract that would determine the future of Maycrest. 

He was domineering, cold, and had an imposing aura. 

“You’re going to teach me how to cook.” 

Edward turned, the curve of his jawline cold and hard. 

His voice was low and magnetic, even a little stiff 

“I must be able to do all these for Mel too,” Edward said. 

Even as he spoke, he washed his hands clean before picking up the cleaver once again. 

His slender fingers lightly brushed across the sharp bones, but the next moment he’d used the cleaver to chop right through them. 

His movements were swift and ruthless. 

Bernard let out an involuntary shudder. 

For a brief moment, he felt that if he didn’t teach Edward how to cook, he would become the 

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casualty in that kitchen. 

To Bernard, it almost seemed like rather than chopping chicken bones, Edward was chopping off his head. 

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Bernard cleared his throat and said, “Mr. Moore, if you want to make chicken soup, you don’t need to use so much force. Look, your clothes are stained with blood. Why don’t you put on an apron first?” 

Edward didn’t pause at all. He was gifted at everything he set his mind to, so chopping up chicken bones was a piece of cake to him. 

As he continued chopping, he nodded arrogantly. “Put it on for me.” 

Bernard quickly found a new apron but it was printed with small flowers. 

It didn’t suit Edward at all. 

“Why are you just standing there?” Edward asked 

Even as he spoke, Edward’s gaze was fixed on the pot of soup which was starting to boil. 

“Oh, I’m coming. Mr. Moore. 

Wary of the large cleaver in Edward’s hand, Bernard quickly stepped forward to help Edward put the apron on. 

Among the mess of the kitchen, Bernard could only wrap the apron around Edward’s waist and secure it with a knot. 

Bernard had just wrapped the apron around Edward’s waist and was about to tie a knot when the kitchen door was pushed open. 

Melody poked her head in, a soft and sweet smile on her face, “Eddie, do you need help 

Bernard froze. 

Oh god, I’m done for 

Hearing Melody’s voice, Edward’s eyebrows relaxed as he glanced sideways, knocking Bernard aside with the back of his hand. 

Edward looked calm and composed.