Chapter 1092 Dinner For Four
Sophia was a wonderful cook. The fish and roast chicken dishes were sensational.
J forgot her troubles and focused on the delicious vors.
"Try the lobster. Frank bought it when he heard Elizabeth likes seafood. He brought us mountains of
the stuff." Sophia served some lobster onto J''s te.
"Thank you, Aunt Sophia. You should eat too." J dished out some food for Sophia as well and
then nced at Frank and Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was very quiet, and Frank hadn''t eaten much. He fastidiously removed the fish bones for
Elizabeth and shelled the shrimp for Sophia.
J was amazed by Frank''s thoughtfulness. When she first met him, he had seemed cold and
difficult to get along with. His love for Elizabeth revealed a much more gentle and generous side to
him.
"Aunt Sophia, I have peeled some shrimp for you." Frank ced a te of shrimp in front of Sophia,
and then he went to the kitchen to get the vinegar. "It tastes even better with vinegar."
"You peel shrimp with your surgeon''s hands?" Although Sophia teased him, her smile revealed how
happy she really was.
"You must have been here a lot of times. You seem very familiar with where things are kept," J
said, chuckling.
Frank blushed, and a haze of shyness softened his eyes. He sat beside Elizabeth and said, "Not
that many times actually."
Elizabeth burst intoughter. He resembled an awkward teenager. She pinched his red ear and
looked at J. "We''ve been training him up. Let me tell you, Frank didn''t even know how to cut
meat when he first came here. He doesn''t do housework at home. That first dinner here, my aunt
had bought some pork back. She asked Frank to help her cut it into pieces, and he dropped the
meat on the floor. His expression back then was hrious." "I can help now. I''ve made a lot of
progress," Frank said, nudging her shoulder.
Chuckling, Elizabeth squeezed his cheek. "We must be excellent teachers, because you are highly
skilled now."
Sophiaughed. "I can testify that it was Elizabeth who taught him. Before he met my niece, Frank
could use a scalpel, but not a kitchen knife. I didn''t think he would be a skilled cook in this
lifetime."
The room filled withughter. It felt good to J to be around such simple joy.
J''s lips curved into a smile. Elizabeth had met someone who adored her.
Believing the three women were making fun of him, Frank said, "I had no opportunities to learn how
to cook. Among my friends, Brandon''s the only one who can cook, but he''s always busy with work.
He never had time to teach me. How is his cooking now?" He looked at J and asked, "Is he a
good cook? Can he really cook as well as he ims? Or was he simply bluffing in front of friends?"
J''s expression froze and she didn''t reply.
Elizabeth tried to ease the tension. "You know Brandon is a busy man. He won''t cook often. It isn''t
polite to ask his wife such a question."
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"It''s well-known that Brandon loves his wife very much. I would hope he cooks for her," Frank said
softly.
The three of them then studied J, who kept her eyes on her te.
"Let''s just eat. Don''t mention him." Elizabeth kicked Frank under the table.
It urred to Frank that Brandon and J were still fighting. He stopped talking and concentrated
on his food. When he raised his head, he saw acute loneliness and anger in J''s gaze. He
coughed nervously.
"Eat slowly," Sophia said, passing him a ss of water.
When dinner ended, Frank and Elizabeth cleared the table. J and Sophia were watching TV in
the living room as if nothing had happened.
"Feel free to join them," Frank offered. "I can wash the dishes." Frank took the dishes from her
hands and kissed her cheek.
Elizabeth smiled, squeezed his shoulder, and kissed him back. "Thank you."
Frank took the dishes and cutlery into the kitchen, smiling happily. After putting them into the sink,
he took out his phone.
"Who are you texting?" J asked, leaning against the door frame.