Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 111

There were only eggs and sausages in the fridge, nothing else. They looked at each other, then at the pitiful spread.

"What can we whip up?"

"I'll rustle up some Eggs Benedict for you." Stefan muttered.

Lucinda's eyes lit up. "Really? Can you? My mom used to make that for me. It's delish, I love it."

Although she had a pastry chef at her café, she and Cecilia would sometimes lend a hand, whipping up sweet treats. Lucinda was quite good at it.

She had no idea Stefan could cook.

Stefan had once told her that the Anderson kids, despite their privileged start in life, were shipped off to the family training camp once they hit a certain age, every summer and winter break.

They underwent training on the Anderson private island and had to fend for themselves.

Lucinda thought Stefan was just spinning a yarn, but it turned out he could actually do a lot of things.

To her, he was like a thick book. Each page turned revealed something new, something exciting.

She'd struck gold.

"During my training days, I made Eggs Benedict countless times. The eggs were from chickens I raised myself." Stefan was telling as he got the ingredients ready.

"Listening to you, I'm getting more and more curious about your family's training camp. Can I visit?"

Stefan turned to her, a twinkle in his eyes. "Of course, you can. I'm the head of the family and you're the head's wife. You can visit the training camp anytime. We're booked solid this week. How about next weekend? We'll spend a couple of days there."

"Deal."

Without a second thought, Lucinda agreed.

Considering it was late, they didn't chat long.

Lucinda made a point of not helping out, just watching Stefan cook for her.

In no time, the Eggs Benedict was ready and handed over to Lucinda.

"It smells so good."

Lucinda loved the aroma.

She took Egg Benedict and ate it at once. Stefan had just washed the cutlery when he saw her eating with her hands. He handed her the utensils with a laugh, "Use these."

"Thanks, Stefan. Do you want to join me?"

Stefan just smiled at her. "I'm not hungry. You eat."

Seeing her eat filled him with happiness.

He'd been so busy with work that he hadn't cooked in ages. Only after marrying her did he venture back into the kitchen.

Lucinda insisted on feeding him some.

"Yummy."