True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 282

Grace raised her brows and looked at Jensen.

"I didn't expect that you're the kind who'd help with household chores," she said.

Jensen paused and shrugged his shoulders while turning to say to Grace, "No choice. A cop is not as well off as a big company's president. I could only do these to make a good impression. Doing household chores is not a bad thing, after all, which helps me stay fit. I'm killing two birds with one stone."

Grace burst into laughter. "Okay, you totally make sense."

"Thank you for your compliment." Jensen then walked into the kitchen.

Grace poured a cup of tea and left it on the table. She then went back to her room, not wanting to disturb Alice and Jensen.

Little Gary was right. She shouldn't be the third wheel. She turned on her computer and stared at the screen blankly.

In the kitchen, Alice was startled as soon as she saw Jensen.

"What are you doing in here?" she asked.

"To lend you a hand," Jensen said with a smile.

"You?" Alice asked. Her cheeks were flushing. Jensen's muscular physique made the kitchen look small.

"Yes," he said. While rolling up his sleeves, his wheatcolored skin was revealed. It looked strong and slender.

Without being asked, he picked up the vegetables, placed them next to the sink, and started washing

them.

Alice was left dazed for a moment before she continued with her chores.

She took a glimpse at Jensen, who seemed to be skillful in what he was doing.

It had never dawned on Alice that he was familiar with household chores.

"Do you want to sort out the things outside?" Jensen asked while throwing a look at the living room. "I guess your sister might really have listened to Little Gary. The food would get spoiled easily."

What he bought was all fresh produce.

Alice glanced at him and said, "Okay, you'll cook

then. I'll sort them up."

Jensen blinked his eyes and said ambiguously, "Alice, are you testing me?"

Alice untied her apron and said again, "I'm going to clear them up. You'll be the cook."

Jensen blocked her way.

"Answer me before you leave," he said.

"You!" She lifted her head and fixed her gaze on his.

It was clear that he wouldn't let her go until he got an answer.

Alice had no choice but to say perfunctorily, "Well, yeah I'm testing you, if you say so."

Jensen moved closer to her. She could feel his breath surrounding her.

"Put on the apron for me," he said.

She frowned and said, "You're too tall, I can't reach you."

He crouched down so that they were on the same level.

Reluctantly, Alice put the apron on him, and then tied the knots.

"You have to learn to adapt and get used to it," Jensen said again.

"Hurry up," Alice said.

Jensen turned around and looked at her with deep eyes.

"This apron is too small for me," he commented.

Alice took a look at the apron. It was indeed too small.

"I'll buy a bigger one tomorrow," she said.

"Oh. So I take it that you want me to cook for you again?" he asked hopefully.

Alice was frozen to the spot. Her mouth gaped open and she looked at him blankly.

"I didn't expect that you're so looking forward to it, Alice." There was a big grin on his face.

Alice said, "If you keep on dawdling, you're not welcomed here anymore."