My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1222 - 1219: Would It Be Alright to Fulfill One of Madam White’s Wishes?

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1219: Would It Be Alright to Fulfill One of Madam White’s Wishes?

"Madam White, you’re too kind. I didn’t really do anything. If I said anything that upset you, please don’t take it to heart."

"Not at all. Oh my, we’ve been talking for so long, you must be hungry." Madam White warmly held Joanna’s hand and said, "Quickly tell me what you’d like to eat."

"But, Madam White..."

"Would you please satisfy a wish of mine? I’ve always wanted to cook a meal for my daughter, but..." Madam White’s eyes welled up with tears as she spoke.

"Madam White, don’t be sad. If it’s okay with you, please cook me a bowl of noodles."

At first, Joanna felt embarrassed asking Madam White to cook for her.

But when Madam White mentioned her desire to cook for her daughter, Joanna felt a sense of sadness and reluctantly agreed.

"Noodles? Just a bowl of noodles?"

"Yes, I just feel like eating some noodles right now." In reality, she didn’t want to trouble Madam White too much.

"Alright, wait here. I’ll make it for you right away."

Madam White turned around, happily heading off to cook the noodles.

Joanna had initially thought that a noble madam like Madam White, who had been raised in privilege, would have no culinary skills. She figured it would be good enough if Madam White could just cook the noodles properly.

Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Madam White cooked a delicious-looking bowl of Paella.

The noodles were nutritious and colorfully presented, making them very appetizing.

"Joanna, the noodles are ready. Give them a try and see how they taste. I haven’t cooked in a while and I’m not sure if my culinary skills have deteriorated. I can’t guarantee much, but I can make a decent bowl of noodles."

Madam White placed the cooked noodles on the dining table. As Joanna picked up her fork, she looked on with an expectant expression.

Under Madam White’s hopeful gaze, Joanna slowly took a bite of the noodles.

"How is it? Are they good?" Madam White asked immediately.

"Yes, they’re delicious." Joanna replied after taking another bite.

She was genuinely surprised – she didn’t expect Madam White to not only cook the noodles properly but also make them so delicious.

The craftsmanship was undoubtedly good.

It could even be considered excellent.

This bowl of Paella was even better than what she had eaten outside before.

"Really? Are they really good?" Madam White’s eyes sparkled. Her culinary skills had been acknowledged, and she felt much happier.

"Yes, they’re really delicious," Joanna said honestly, "These noodles are better than many I’ve had before. Madam White, I never thought your culinary skills would be this good. Did you specifically learn how to cook?"

Madam White noticed her sincerity, which made her even happier. Her eyes curved into a smile as she replied, "I did learn when I was young, all for your uncle, Damien. You know, they say if you want to capture a man’s heart, you have to first capture his stomach. So I learned how to cook all the dishes he liked."

"Later, as I continued to learn, I developed a passion for cooking. Sometimes I cook for myself, but since Damien has been working abroad and rarely comes home, I haven’t cooked as much."

Madam White continued, "Go ahead and eat it while it’s hot. Paella doesn’t taste as good when it gets cold and fishy."

Joanna nodded and focused on eating her noodles.

Madam White sat beside her, watching the noodles she had made be eaten bite by bite, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction.

She gently said, "Joanna, if you like the noodles I make, you can come over in the future and I’ll cook for you. I know how to make many dishes, and I can cook them for you slowly over time."