Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 869: Chapter 869: Is This What You Call an Invitation?

Catherine Ford thought Benjamin Jones was perfect, flawless even.

But facing the dishes on the table, she had a headache.

“Cough cough cough, the appearance is quite average, but the taste is actually okay, right? Try some?” Benjamin, noticing Catherine’s silence, coughed lightly and added somewhat proudly, although by the end of taste-testing so much he could no longer discern the flavors, Alice did say it was delicious.

Little kids naturally wouldn’t lie.

Catherine looked at all the unrecognizable dishes on the table and thought to herself that they were indeed quite ordinary.

But since the man said the taste was okay, she might as well… give it a try.

Thinking this, Catherine reached for a pair of chopsticks, hesitating, not knowing which dish to pick, when Alice bravely stepped forward, “Mommy, this is Uncle’s stir-fried string beans, they’re especially crispy and delicious.”

Catherine was startled by Alice’s description of the blackish ‘stir-fried string beans’, “Crispy?”

This was the first time she heard that stir-fried string beans were supposed to be crispy!

So confusing.

But Catherine still wanted to save Alice’s face, reached out with chopsticks for a taste, and feigned a calm demeanor to eat it, biting down… it was startlingly crispy with a burnt taste.

While trying to swallow the string beans, Catherine smiled at the expectant faces, both big and small, “Mmm, very crispy.”

It was hard to think of a better compliment.

Upon hearing this, Benjamin was in high spirits. He indeed had a natural talent for cooking.

Alice was also very happy. Mommy hadn’t stepped on Uncle’s dignity after all. Uncle’s first time cooking had to be encouraged.

“Mommy, try this braised eggplant,” Alice hinted at Catherine with her eyes.

Catherine was taken aback; had Alice not mentioned it, she wouldn’t have known that this lump was supposed to be eggplant. Picking it up with her chopsticks was difficult. But facing Benjamin’s expectant look and Alice’s eyes that silently said ‘give some face’, she had no choice but to go for it. It was a close call though, Catherine nearly spat it out. It took her all her willpower to swallow it, her gaze full of shock. How did this man manage to burn the outside of the eggplant while leaving the inside completely raw?