Ingredients were all set, and Cornelia
started to whip up the sauce first.
The pot of water was already boiling on the side. Cornelia threw in the pasta, and once they were ready, she took them out and rinsed them in cold water.
Finally, the pasta was ready, and she poured the sauce.
Patricia was amazed by Cornelia's smooth moves.
Nowadays, many girls didn’t know how to cook, let alone cook well. And someone as beautiful as Cornelia who could also cook well? That's like finding a needle in a haystack!
Patricia's mouth was watering when she saw the aromatic pasta. "Ms. Stewart, your husband is one lucky man! Marrying a girl who's so good at cooking."
Not wanting to talk about her annoying husband, Cornelia changed the subject. "I made a lot, Patricia. Do you wanna give it a try?"
"Oh, Cornelia, you made some for me too?" Patricia was thrilled. "Later, tell me what you put in it so I can try making it myself when I crave it."
"Sure thing," Cornelia said confidently with a smile. "Many people can make it, but this is my grandma's secret recipe. You won't find anything like it in a restaurant."
Patricia rubbed her hands excitedly, "Then I gotta learn it well."
Marcus entered the room and smelt something different. It didn’t smell like his usual breakfast.
He's drawn to the aroma and saw Cornelia and Patricia happily chatting in the kitchen.
His eyes landed on Cornelia's tall, slim figure, and a terrifying thought came to mind.
If only he could see her every morning...
Patricia spotted him first, "Marc, want some pasta?"
Marcus never ate pasta for breakfast. "No thanks."
Patricia glanced at Cornelia, who whispered, "He doesn't want any. I'll eat some more."
Cornelia turned to see Marcus, who was wearing his usual white shirt and black pants, but all she could see was his abs.
She shook her head quickly to forget those inappropriate images.
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