Cornelia was taken aback by Marcus's request, widening her eyes and saying, "President Hartley, you really want to learn how to cook?"
For someone as high-ranking as him, all he had to do was snap his fingers and an international top chef would make him whatever dish he wanted. There was no need for him to cook himself.
But then she heard Marcus say calmly, "I want to learn a few dishes so I can cook them for my wife one day."
So, that’s why he wanted to learn how to cook!
Cornelia guessed that Marcus might want to express his love for his wife through this ordinary gesture.
Even if he was rich and had a high status, he was first and foremost an ordinary man who wanted to live a happy life with his loved one.
Cornelia sincerely hoped that Marcus could live a sweet life with his wife. "President Hartley, you'll have to tell me, what kind of taste does your wife like?"
She smiled with her eyes curved, and Marcus could tell that she was genuinely happy for his wife she didn't even know.
She was over the moon if he and his wife would make up. This meant that she had no ulterior motives towards him.
Marcus felt a bit stifled in his heart, "Just do it according to your taste."
Cornelia shook her head, "No, I can't do it according to my taste. I like spicy food, which may not be suitable for most people."
So she liked spicy food. He had just found out after nearly two years of marriage.
Marcus felt ashamed and said in a somewhat low tone, "My wife is also from Rosenberg, so her taste should be similar to yours."
"Oh, I see." Cornelia hadn't expected his wife to be her fellow townsman, and now she was even more confident in her ability to cook Rosenberg's home-cooked dishes. "Alright, I'll write down a couple of recipes my grandma passed down to me tonight, and I'll make sure you can learn them to satisfy your wife."
Marcus said, "I want to learn now."
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