章 183: Abigail’s coldness

"Don't look at me that way. I know I am not good at cooking, but I can boil noodles and fry eggs, okay?"

He laughed at his own words.

Christopher wanted to do something special for her, to show her how much he cared about her. However, he was not a great cook and struggled to come up with ideas for a dish. After some thought, he settled on making spaghetti.

Christopher had gone to the grocery store and bought all the necessary ingredients. He hoped this attempt of his would bring a smile to her face.

While Abigail was still trying to process how he was going to cook, he had already started chopping the vegetables. He struggled and almost cut his finger, but he managed to chop the vegetables.