Super Wife’s Three Babies novel Chapter 1187

Chapter 1187 Helping Out in the Kitchen

“Is it the man that brought me away?”

Alex replied, “Yes. I was just wondering why he ran after seeing us.”

Jewel suggested, “Maybe he’s afraid you would get back at him!”

Narrowing his eyes, he shook his head and disagreed, “It’s not that simple. When you just returned, Eugene and I thought about it and felt that Damian Fenton guy must know something, or maybe he’s somehow involved in how you lost your memories.”

Jewel frowned. “Are you suspecting he has something to do with my amnesia?”

“Yes, or else he wouldn’t have taken off after seeing us.”

She then suggested, “I’ll find him tomorrow.”

But Alex was worried for her and dissuaded her, “I think it would be better if you didn’t. We’re on Double Dragon Court’s property, and it would be troublesome if someone recognized you.”

Jewel assured him, “It’s fine. I’ll just put on a disguise.”

“No. Just let me do it.” Alex grabbed her hand. “I don’t want him to find you, so be good and stay here.”

Nodding, she agreed, “Alright. Let’s stop thinking about it and return to bed. It’s almost morning.”

The next day, when Hector entered the kitchen, Ellen was busy making breakfast. “Is there anything I can help with?”

His sudden greeting startled Ellen, and she almost threw away the spatula in her hand.

Hector hurriedly approached her. “It’s just me. Oh, God. Did I startle you?”

Relieved, Ellen said, “It’s you. Why are you up so early?”

Soon after that, he washed the spinach and skillfully chopped them. Then, he heated the pan and poured in some oil before adding the spinach.

The dish was done within five minutes, and Hector brought his food to Ellen, proudly asking, “Why don’t you give it a try?”

Ellen was slightly shy, but seeing his enthusiasm, she did not let him down and had a taste.

It was more delicious than she expected, so she complimented him, “It’s delicious. You have the potential to be a great chef. The food smells and tastes great.”

“Hahaha…” Hector laughed joyfully. “Stop flattering me. My cooking isn’t as consistent as yours. Sometimes they taste good and sometimes they don’t. You just happen to be lucky today.”

Ellen assured him, “That already deserves praise. Most men don’t even know how to cook.”

That answer brightened Hector’s mood. “That’s because they have someone to pamper them. I don’t. I can’t keep eating outside and would sometimes envy people like you who can eat home-cooked food, so I began learning how to cook. I won’t complain no matter how bad it tastes anyway.”

Ellen looked at him and thought of something before asking, “Why don’t you find someone to look after you? Or just cook for you?”