Shadows of Destiny: A Tale of Liberation

Chapter 770

Renee made her way to the kitchen and started cooking dinner.

Though it had been so many years, it was strange that she didn’t feel the least awkward to be back in this kitchen.

She felt as if she had returned to her own territory.

No matter how strong she presented herself, she still subconsciously enjoyed life as a little woman who cooked for

her loved ones.

She quickly served a feast on the table like how it was in the past. The aroma of the food spread in the house.

What was different was that the usually deserted table became very lively, and people were already seated and

could not wait to dig in.

“Wow, it smells so good! Mommy, the lemon chicken feet look very tasty, and it’s making my mouth water…”

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Abby missed Renee’s lemon chicken feet very much. She could eat a dozen every time Renee made them.

But Renee was normally very busy with her work and had little time to cook. So when Abby saw the chicken feed on

the table, she grabbed one immediately like a hungry beggar.

“Hey. Don’t take it with your hand, Abby. It’s too indecent.”

Renee did not want Stefan to think that the twins were not taught about table manners.

But when she looked at him, she discovered that he acted faster than Abby and Adie and was already holding a

chicken foot in his hands and gobbling up the food.

He did not care one bit about his image as an elegant and noble man whatsoever!

“Um…”

Renee was stupefied by Stefan’s carnal eating methods and asked softly, “Stefan, are you possessed by a hungry

ghost or something? Do you have to be so excessive?”

Stefan had finished chewing one foot and started on a second.

He slurped the thick chicken broth. The sourness and warmth combined made him unable to stop.

“You can’t blame me for this. It is you who made me into this…” said the man seriously while chomping down his

food.

“So it’s my fault?” She glared at the man, speechless.

“Of course! Aren’t you aware of your cooking skills? Your food tastes so good. Are you trying to charm my stomach

so that you can charm my heart afterward?”

“Huh?”

“I can tell you this now. My stomach has for sure fallen for you. You shall be my private cook from now on. I will only

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eat what you cook.”

He did not show the slightest intention that he was joking with her.

What was that saying again? The way to a man’s heart was through his stomach?

He had been wondering why he could not forget her after so many years, but he had finally found the answer.

It was this very lemon chicken feet in front of him!

His mother once gave him the dish Renee made, and he fell for it for good after tasting it lightly. He missed the

taste so much that he even dreamed of catching this woman back by his side.

If he could make Renee his wife again like how it was in the past, like how she would cook delicious meals and wait

for him to come home, he would feel very happy and satisfied.

Unfortunately, she did not buy it at all. “Who do you think you are?” she asked, annoyed. “Me being your private

cook? Just hurry up and eat. Can’t this food stop you from talking nonsense?”