The soup was so delicious! Geoffrey did not expect Minerva to have such skills. He would definitely come over more often for free meals in the future.
Geoffrey thought to himself.
After finishing a bowl, Geoffrey looked at Minerva happily with the bowl in his hands.
"May I have another bowl?" He asked.
Minerva glanced at him and saw the look of endless anticipation on his face. He looked as if he was enjoying the fish soup so much that he was intoxicated. Hence, she couldn't help but laugh.
Someone loving their food was a kind of affirmation for all chefs.
Although Minerva wasn't a chef, she was the one who cooked dinner for today. It was a very special kind of approval and praise for her when Geoffrey liked the food she cooked so much.
Of course, she was happy. She stood up and took his bowl without a second thought.
"Okay, I'll serve you another bowl," She said.
However, Maddox, who had been sitting quietly all this while, finally could not bear it any longer and opened his mouth to speak.
"Geoffrey, don't you have hands?" He said coldly.
The abrupt voice stunned the two of them. Geoffrey and Maddox looked at each other and he saw the strong warning in Maddox's dark eyes.
He stayed silent for a while before he withdrew his gaze and got up. "I'll do it myself!"
Then, he took the bowl from Minerva. He stood up and filled his bowl with fish soup, feeling very annoyed.
Humph, Sebastian must be jealous that Minerva had served him fish soup personally, but didn't do so for him.
Minerva only realized that Maddox had not started eating even after he sat down.
Was the food not to his liking? Minerva wasn't sure what he was thinking at the moment. Thus, she could only take a bowl and serve him some soup as well.
"How about... you have a bowl offish soup first?"
Then, Geoffrey snuck a glance at Maddox.
Maddox looked at the bowl of fish soup in front of him and secretly compared it with Geoffrey's. It seemed that the amount of fish soup was a little more than Geoffrey's, which made him feel a little better.
He looked up and cast a cold glance at Minerva.
Only now did she know what to do.
In fact, it was not that he wanted Minerva to serve him fish soup. It was just that she gave Geoffrey the soup and left him alone, which made him annoyed.
Then, Minerva saw that Maddox finally started to eat as he brought the fish soup to his lips. When he took a sip and put down the bowl, she asked quickly, "How is it?"
Since Geoffrey liked it so much, which meant that her fish soup was not bad, wasn't it?
However, Maddox was silent.
Seeing that she was looking at him eagerly with enthusiasm, her pale face and expectant eyes anticipated his praise.
"Of course it's good. Sebastian, your assistant's cooking skills aren't bad. I think...we can come here often to eat in the future." Geoffrey said.
Upon hearing this, Maddox's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice also became harsh.
"It's not bad," Maddox said.
Minerva's eyes, which had been filled with expectation earlier, turned dull in an instant and Geoffrey's smile froze on his lips. After a while, he leaned back and said, "You're so demanding. Do you think everyone is as high-end as the cooks employed by your family? Don't be too picky when you're eating at someone else's home."
"It's okay..." Minerva quickly tried to defuse the situation. She explained, "I think he's right. I'm not a proper cook, so I can't possibly cook all that well. Let's eat."
After saying that, Minerva picked up her bowl and began to eat.
In fact, Maddox's answer was within her expectations. She didn't expect Maddox to praise her, otherwise, he wouldn't be called Maddox.
This was fine.
The scene of her lowered head made Maddox narrow his eyes. Was it his illusion?
He felt that Minerva seemed to be disappointed.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Perfect Mysterious Husband