Chapter 1195


    For both father and son who had obsessivepulsive disorder, this was tantamount to hearing the


    worst news ever.


    Jay shouted, "Wash the lid, Josephine."


    Josephine inspected the lid with her naked eyes and said, "It''s clean. It''s not dirty at all."


    Dying to escape, Jenson stood up in a panic. "Mommy, Daddy, I''m going to pick Baby Zetty up from


    school."


    Angeline asked curiously, "Isn''t it still a little early before your sister finishes school?"


    Knowing that Jenson never ate out and would never try Zayne and Josephine''s food, Jay helped


    him out of his predicament by saying, "Jens has been busy handling thepany affairs all day


    yesterday and hasn''t even met his sister yet. Just let him go."


    Angeline replied, "Okay then."


    In the kitchen. When Zayne was washing the slow cooker''s inner pot, Josephine poured water into


    the slow cooker without the inner pot and plugged it in...


    When Zayne returned after washing the pot and noticed the water in it, they both stood there staring


    at each other.


    Josephine burst intoughter but Zayne quickly covered her mouth. "Don''tugh. If the two clean


    freaks find out what we''ve done, God knows how they''re going to deal with uster."


    Josephine nodded. Both of them made mistakes as they went, wreaking havoc.


    When it was time to stir fry the vegetables, Josephine grabbed the lemon dishwashing liquid on one


    side and poured it into the hot pan.


    Zayne looked at the two words ''dishwashing liquid’ and could not help but feel that something felt


    out of ce.


    "What did you pour in?" Zayne asked.


    "Oil, duh," Josephine replied.


    Zayne''splexion turned awful. "Thebel clearly says dishwashing liquid. How can this be oil?"


    Josephine said matter-of-factly, "There are many varieties and brands of oils out there. Maybe


    dishwashing liquid is the oil''s brand name."


    Zayne responded with an ''oh'' and nodded. "That makes sense."


    He then grabbed the dishwashing liquid and poured some more, saying, "Put more oil then. It''ll


    bring out the fragrance of the vegetables better."


    Jay was on tenterhooks when he heard Zayne and Josephine''s guilty whispersing from the


    kitchen.


    "I''m going to take a look in the kitchen, Angeline." Jay kissed Angelina''s forehead, then got up and


    walked toward the kitchen.


    The first thing he saw when he opened the kitchen door was the mess on the ground.


    Pots, bowls, and pans were inplete disorder. All sorts of seafood and vegetables were


    scattered all over the floor.


    Jay swept his hawk-like gaze across the kitchen when it eventually fell on the dishwashing liquid


    that had been used excessively.


    Jay''s sexy lips curled into a malicious sneer.


    After confirming that the food that they made was not safe for consumption, Jay walked into the


    kitchen, boiled some water deftly, and put some vegetables into the pot.


    With his long hands and feet, he moved around the kitchen calmly. Even though he was doing such


    an earthly chore, he was still able to emit a sense of nobleness that of a divine being who had


    descended t o earth.


    Zayne and Josephine looked at him with faces full of admiration.


    They cursed in their hearts about how unfair God was for giving this man a nature-defying


    appearance, an I Q that was off the charts, and even minor skills that could spice things up for his


    other half.


    Zayne could not help but tease. "How is it that you know how to do everything?"


    Jay darted Zayne a contemptuous nce, and with his heart that was brimming with bliss, he said


    smugly, "I learned how to cook everything that Angeline likes to eat. This is what a husband should


    do."


    His words hit Zayne so hard that they left him devastated.


    Despite that, Zayne refused to take it lying down and said, "It''s not like I don''t have a wife. F*ck,


    from now onward, I''ll... start learning too."


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    Arrogance was written all over Jay''s face. "You need t o work hard then. I started at the age of 18.


    You aren’t a s talented as I am, so you should probably enter the kitchen more in the future!"


    Having said that, he grabbed the bowl of soup and walked outside.


    Not to be outdone, Zayne and Josephine served all of their dishes on the table as well.