Chapter 376


    Magnus finally caught up with the realization and was kicking himself for being outsmarted by his own


    green-behind-the-ears whippersnapper of a son.


    "Honey, let me handle this, before you end up with grease burns," Magnus said, swooping in with his


    broad hands to take the frying pan from Natalia''s grip.


    Natalia, worried that Magnus might hurt himself, dodged away quickly, but there stood Magnus, alone


    by the stove, facing a conundrum. Despite his vast financial empire, he had never mastered the art of


    cooking.


    Determined not to let Natalia think any less of him, or to be outdone by Hector, Magnus furrowed his


    brow, rolled up his suit sleeves, and dived into the fray.


    How hard could frying an egg be, anyway?


    Magnus turned on the stove, cing the already cleaned frying pan on the burner. Staring at the bottle


    of cooking oil and the eggs, he was at a loss; which one should go in first?


    The mes rose eagerly, heating the pan until it sizzled and began to smoke. No time for hesitation!


    Without thinking, Magnus cracked the egg directly into the pan, then poured in half a bottle of oil in one


    smooth motion.


    "Boom!"


    "St!"


    Two explosive sounds rang out as the cold egg met the hot pan, shattering upon impact and sending


    cooking oil sttering in all directions.


    Magnus couldn''t dodge in time, and his pricey suit was sshed with a generous helping of oil stains,


    but that wasn''t the worst of it. Jonas was pping the table, bent double withughter. "Ha-ha, Daddy,


    you''re such a klutz! You can''t even fry an egg!"


    Natalia rushed over, and her quick reflexes saved the day as she turned off the stove, averting a


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    potential kitchen ze.


    Seeing Magnus in such a disheveled state, she felt augh bubbling up inside her, but then


    remembered she was about to kick him out. She hid the smile in her eyes and held her breath as she


    returned to Jonas'' side.


    Magnus, who had wanted to show off, was utterly deted by the simple task of frying an egg that had


    instead led to his humiliation. He nced helplessly at his grease-sttered suit and dejectedly took


    his seat, giving Natalia a pitiful look. "Honey, I''m really starving."


    Natalia continued feeding Jonas,pletely indifferent. She knew Magnus well enough to adopt a


    policy of total nonchnce.


    Jonas sneakily gave Magnus a thumbs-down gesture and then gently tugged on Natalia''s sleeve.


    "Mommy, Daddy''s really hungry. I''m full; give him my share."


    Natalia looked at the barely nibbled egg, knowing Jonas wanted to save it for Magnus. She red at


    Magnus, then sighed in resignation. "Fine, I''ll make some more."


    Standing up, Natalia cleaned up the mess by the stove and quickly whipped up another batch of eggs.


    Usually, it was Hector who cooked, and Natalia''s culinary skills were basic at best—her creations were


    edible butcked presentation.


    cing the eggs on the table, she fetched two milkshakes from the fridge and grudgingly said to


    Magnus, "Eat up."


    Magnus was overjoyed, hastily taking a bite of the egg and then subtly furrowing his brow before


    smiling widely. "Honey, your eggs are a slice of heaven! Absolutely delicious!"


    Natalia cast a skeptical look at the slightly charred eggs and then at Hector''s perfectly cooked batch.


    She arrived at the clear conclusion, Magnus must’ve been blind or fibbing through his teeth to praise


    her cooking.


    "Really? Daddy, let me have a taste!" Hearing the hype about his mom''s special eggs, Jonas called out


    to Magnus. His mouth was open and ready for a bite.


    Magnus shook his head, quickly moving the te out of reach, and scoffed down the food. "No way,


    son, I barely have enough for myself!"


    Jonas'' hopeful gaze fell as he pouted. He felt his father was being unfair and did not even spare a bite


    for him.


    Magnus, too busy swallowing the over-salted eggs, just kept nodding, hoping his son wouldn''t hold a


    grudge.


    Natalia gave in and served Jonas the leftovers. "Lucky for you, I saved some. Here you go."


    "Oh, yay! Finally, I get to enjoy your special breakfast. I''m so lucky!" Jonas cheered, taking a big bite,


    only to grimace immediately after.


    "What''s wrong? Doesn''t it taste good?" Natalia asked, noticing his expression.


    Jonas shook his head frantically, gesturing towards Magnus for Natalia to look. Confused, Natalia


    turned to see Magnus shing her flirtatious winks, and she shot him a fierce re.


    At that moment, however, she missed Jonas spitting the egg into the trash can. As she turned back,


    Jonas patted his belly with a contented look. "Mommy, it was so good, I''m really full!"


    "That''s great. If you like it, Mommy will make it for you again," Natalia said, kissing Jonas'' forehead with


    a smile.


    Jonas was well-fed, so Natalia gathered the dishes. Her gaze was softening on her considerate son.


    "Jonas, I have to swing by the office. Do you want toe along?"


    "The office?" Jonas shot a conspiratorial nce at Magnus, silently pleading for him to stop Natalia.


    Jonas immediately clung to Natalia''s leg, and his young face was streaked with tears. "Mommy, please


    don''t go, okay? All the other kids have their mommies with them, and I want my mommy, too. Mommy,


    please don''t leave me behind!"


    As she spoke, a wave of emotion surged through her, and tears began to fall, sshing silently onto


    the floor.