Chapter 421 A Ready–Made Chef
Chapter 421 A Ready–Made Chef
<i>The </i><i>proof</i><i>! </i>
Helena quickly stepped back quietly and went to make a call.
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Meanwhile, Dawn was stillpletely unaware. She crouched down in front of Benjamin, looking serious. “You have a point, but you’re a boy. Boys should learn to sleep alone, right?”
Benjamin nodded.
“And your bedroom is next to mine, so it’s like I’m protecting you. No need to be afraid, okay?”
Benjamin’s eyes lit up with understanding again.
“Besides, if anything happens, you can find me immediately, right?”
“Sounds reasonable…”
Dawn smiled brightly. “Since it’s so reasonable, let’s follow this n!“\
She linked pinkies with Benjamin, sealing the deal, and finally letting out a breath.
<i>Hopefully</i><i>, </i><i>there </i><i>wouldn’t </i><i>be </i><i>any </i><i>problems</i><i>. </i>
But Dawn forgot that, besides this little one, there was also an adult in the house who could appear at any time.
Since it was Benjamin’s first day at her house, Dawn didn’t go to work in the afternoon. She spent time taking him around, helping him get familiar with the surroundings.
As evening approached, dinner became a challenge.
“Sweetheart, what do you want to eat?”
After ying all afternoon, Benjamin leanedzily on her leg, humming softly, not saying a word.
A child that small couldn’t express much.
Dawn pursed her lips, thinking, and decided to leave the choice to Helena. Whatever she made, they would eat.
Helena was from a region where spice was everything, and she wasn’t very experienced with making meals for children.
“Ms. West, can Benjamin eat spicy food?”
Dawn slowly turned her head, seemingly finding the question incredible. “What do you think?”
Helena forced a bitter smile. “Probably not?”
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Dawn hid her expression, leaned back on the couch, and nodded. “Thank you for your effort.”
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Helena gave a strained smile and walked toward the kitchen, muttering to herself, “How can I cook without spice? The kids back home grow up eating spicy food. How could dishes without spice taste good?<b>” </b>
After much effort, a few mild dishes were prepared–poached egg, stir–fried shrimp, and some vegetables.
Benjamin could eat them, but they weren’t particrly tasty, so he didn’t eat much.
Helena realized it wasn’t sufficient and suggested, “Ms. West, maybe we should find someone else to cook for Benjamin. I’m afraid I can’t do it well.”
Dawn touched her chin, frowning.
“But if it’s a stranger, I won’t feelfortable either.”
The housekeeper’s eyes flickered, and she whispered, “There’s someone; you just didn’t think of them, Ms.
West.”
Dawn didn’t hear that. She exhaled and smiled. “It’s fine. You try your best first; I’ll figure something out.”
At 8:30 p.m., Dawn looked at the time, ready to take Benjamin upstairs to bathe.
After being sluggish all afternoon, the little guy now seemed full of energy.
“You need to take a bath and go to bed.”
“No!”
Benjamin tossed a stic ball. “Let’s y a little more, Mommy.”
“No, we still need to wash your hair. It’s alreadyte if we dawdle. Let’s go.”
“Sixty minutes!”
Benjamin suggested softly.
Dawnughed angrily. “Do you know how long sixty minutes <b>is</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Ten minutes!<b>” </b>
<i>This </i><i>kid</i><i>! </i>
Dawn looked at his sparkling eyes, paused, and finally turned on her phone. “Fine, ten minutes. I’ll set the timer. When it goes off, straight to the bath!”
They reached an agreement and started ying.
When Ethan reached the room and heard the sounds, this was the scene before him.
The woman wore loose loungewear, her hair half–tied with a small clip, the rest falling freely over her
Chapter 421 A Ready–Made Chef
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shoulders.
No makeup, side face illuminated by them
the fine peach fuzz on her skin clearly visible.
Usually alert, her heart was nowpletely filled
Even when scolding, her eyes sparkled.
“Benjamin Gardner, I’m going to be mad!”
Benjamin giggled, his pink cheeks puffed up.
<i>With </i>the child, gentle and indulgent.
Dawn pouted, feigning anger. “I’m telling your dad!”
“Okay, okay, I’ming!”
Benjamin stopped teasing her, set down the toy, and jumped into her arms.
Dawn kissed his cheeks twice, and scrunched her nose. “My son is just too cute. How are you <i>so </i>cute? Hmm? Hmm?”
They yed for a while, only to realize someone was standing at the doorway.
Benjamin’s eyes went wide, curiosity spinning.
Dawn’s eyes also darted around.
At that moment, she thought, <i>Why bother </i><i>looking </i><i>for </i><i>a </i><i>chef</i>? <i>There’s </i><i>already </i><i>a </i><i>ready</i>–<i>made </i><i>chef </i><i>here</i><i>. </i>
She lowered her head subtly, whispering into the little guy’s ear, “That guy is really good at cooking. If you don’t want to starve, be proactive.”
Benjamin gasped, feeling utterly shocked.
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