CHAPTER 373 COOKING

Looking at the sentence, she texted back: “By mistake.”

“Don’t dress like that again. You hear me?” Oscar warned.

Hannah didn’t say anything in reply.

Oscar texted again: “You can only dress like that in front of me.”

Hannah frowned slightly. At the same time, the food delivery guy had arrived.

“The food arrived. I’m gonna eat.”

“Are you dressed properly?”

“Yeah.”

How could he be so bossy!

Hannah put down her phone and went to the door. She took over the food from the delivery guy and

suddenly thought of something, then she asked, “Excuse me. Do you know where I can find a

supermarket around here? Any place where I can go grocery shopping.”

“Yep. There’s a supermarket nearby. It’s about twenty-minutes’ ride from here. If you think it’s too

troublesome, you can go to the grocery market right behind the department compound. Go out from the

back door, turn right and you can see it.”

“Oh, OK. Thanks.” Hannah said with gratitude.

“My pleasure. Please give me a positive feedback.”

“Sure.”

The delivery guy left and Hannah closed the door.

She was eating her late lunch and wondering if she should cook dinner for Oscar. She thought this

place wasn’t as luxurious as the big cities, but it gave her a warm and sweet feeling of living like

ordinary people. She finished her lunch quickly, got changed and went out.

She would cook whatever had crossed her mind. She wanted no regrets in this life.

She went to the grocery market which the delivery guy had told her. Honestly speaking, she only saw a

place like this on TV. It was so noisy that she felt very uncomfortable with it, but she really wanted to

adapt to it.

“Excuse me. Is this the same vegetable as the one in the photo?” Hannah asked and showed it to the

shop owner. copyrighted © content.

The shop owner glanced at it and looked kinda disdainful, “Nope. But this one is.”

Then he pointed to the onions sideways.

Hannah looked a little awkward and said, “OK. I’ll take one.”

“1 dollars.” The shop owner said.

Hannah paid it immediately. In this way, she finally got all the ingredients she needed by asking with

the photo. It was already 5 pm when she returned to the apartment.

Clock was ticking. Oscar would be home very soon. She had to finish cooking dinner before he came

back. That was her plan. She could imagine how happy Oscar would be when he saw the cuisine

prepared for him.

According to a blog, Hannah set about preparing the cuisine. She rinsed the meat and vegetables first,

then she followed the steps and chopped them appropriately.

It wasn’t a problem for her to cut the vegetables, but she found it too hard to cut the beef. She’d tried

but just couldn’t slice it. Anyway, Hannah thought it would work as long as it was edible.

Finally, she managed to get things ready. And next, she needed to cook.

There came the first problem—she didn’t know how to use the gas cooker. She had studied it for a long

while but still couldn’t figure out how it worked. She thought it over and finally decided to call Max.

Max was scared out when she said she was going to cook. He tried every way to stop her from trying,

saying it was dangerous to cook. But he gave in to Hannah’s persistence. In the end, Max had no other

choice but to teach her how to use the gas cooker. And he also repeatedly stressed that she should run

out of the kitchen at once and call 911 if the kitchen was on fire.

Hannah was kinda speechless, wondering how much Max had underestimated her. She managed to

turn on the gas cooker and hung up the phone.

According to the blog, she put some oil in a pan first, then some condiments. After that, she put the

beef in as it said.

But as soon as she put them in, she screamed out. The sudden loud noise in the pan had scared the

hell out of her. Besides, the boiling oil spilled out onto the back of her hand. It ached so much that she

just threw the wooden spoon away....

Oscar went off work on time and it was still early when he got home. He was carrying a bouquet of

flowers in one hand and having a shopping bag in the other. He saw an unknown subject flying over to

him the moment he opened the door. He dropped the shopping bag instantly and caught the spoon

smartly. After that, he saw Hannah cowering in the corner, as if she’d been scared out.

Oscar was soon aware that Hannah was trying to cook dinner for him. He was so flattered. He put

down the flowers in no time, strode over and turned off the gas cooker, only to find the things in the pan

was totally burnt. Then he turned around to look at Hannah.

He looked at her scared face and couldn’t help laughing, “Were you gonna make dinner for me?”

Hannah looked at his smiling face and got a bit mad, “But it turned out that I couldn’t do it!”

“You bought these?” Oscar saw the ingredients and asked.

Hannah nodded her head.

“Where did you get them?” Oscar asked and began cleaning the dark pan.

“A grocery market nearby.”

“You did great.” Oscar said while washing the frying pan carefully. He kept talking with Hannah, looking

like he was trying to make her feel less embarrassed.

“I thought it is easy to cook.” Hannah still couldn’t let go at that. She always believed she could do

everything well as long as she took it seriously.

“Well, it is.” Oscar echoed.

“So, you mean I’m stupid?”

Oscar smiled lightly and said, “I mean, you’re my princess. How can I let you cook for me? Let me do

the honor and cook for you, my princess.”

Hannah frowned her nose and had to admit that Oscar was really quick in response and was so good

at pleasing girls. And she must say that she was touched by the words “my princess” from his mouth,

feeling like she was deeply loved and cared.

Hannah stood behind Oscar, watched him cleaning up the kitchen, holding the knife skillfully and

cutting the vegetables and beef.

Hannah was terribly ashamed to see how good Oscar’s knife skill was. She found it really hard to slice

the beef but to Oscar, it was as easy as pie. He could slice it so easily and perfectly.

Hannah looked at him and went absent-minded, wondering how Oscar had mastered so many skills.

He was a real playboy to the outsiders, wild and playful, but he could always surprise her like a

treasure.

Hannah thought she would love him more as she knew him better and better. And she was sure that

she would love him deeply with her whole life and she would lose herself in it.

“Done.” Oscar had prepared the vegetables and meat. It seemed that he was ready to cook.

“Mrs Wells, come over here please.” He turned to Hannah and said.

“No.” Hannah rejected it. She dared not take one more step closer since she was burned by the oil.

“Come on, baby girl.” Oscar said softly.

“The boiling oil is scaring me.” Hannah said and refused to go over.

Oscar couldn’t do anything with her. So he put down the spoon and went over to her to take her hand.

Anyway, Hannah still went over to the kitchen with Oscar although she hated to, then she heard

Oscar’s magnetic voice, “Hold me from behind.”