My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 921 - 920: Unknown Object

Chapter 921: Chapter 920: Unknown Object

Joanna Lawrence was still feeling unsettled. After giving it some thought, she tossed her phone aside, hopped off the bed and trotted towards the kitchen.

As soon as she approached, she caught a whiff of a choking smoke.

She pushed the door open immediately. A billow of white smoke hit her in the face, making her cough uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough, Ashton Heath, what are you doing?" Joanna coughed until tears started rolling down her cheeks. Shielding her nose and mouth, she waved off the smoke and walked in. Once she spotted the two dark charred blobs sitting in the non-stick pan, she paused then asked with a twitching mouth corner, "What’s in the pan?"

"Cough." Ashton too, was choked by the smoke. He coughed behind his hand. His thick brows furrowed as he stared at the dark blobs in the pan for a long while before finally uttering, "Steak."

Joanna’s response was, "...steak?"

She couldn’t help but her mouth corners twitch again, "Are you sure that’s a steak in there?"

Those blobs were so charred it was impossible to tell what they were.

"Yep." Ashton seemed to be aware of how disastrously his steak attempt had gone, looking a little awkward, "I don’t know how the steak...became like this. I was following the recipe; it wasn’t supposed to turn out this way."

Joanna: "..."

She wanted to laugh hard but held it in.

She remembered Ashton confidently declaring how easy it was to follow a recipe.

He was definitely capable of making it.

Well, this... was indeed his production, albeit inedible.

It turned out, even intelligent men like Ashton Heath didn’t excel at everything.

He could competently manage a company with thousands of employees.

Yet, his culinary skills were far from talented.

Joanna wasn’t surprised. As far as she was concerned, it was already a win that Ashton hadn’t set the kitchen on fire.

"There’re still two pieces of steak left." Ashton paused for a moment, then using a fork, he picked up the charred steaks from the non-stick pan and tossed them into the trash, "I’ll give it another go. I’ve gained some experience now, I’m sure I can do better."

"Let me handle it." Joanna sighed softly, "You can wait outside. Dinner should be ready in no more than forty minutes."

"But we agreed that I was to cook today," Ashton frowned slightly, "Trust me, I really do have the experience now. Please just wait a little longer outside, I can fry up the steak soon."

"Earlier was simply a mistake on my part."

He made an excuse for himself, refusing adamantly to admit his culinary inadequacy.

Was there anything out there that could possibly trouble him, Ashton Heath?

If he wanted to do something, there was nothing he couldn’t achieve.

He refused to believe that just cooking a meal would stump him.

Today, he must make this meal.

He wanted her to know that he always delivers on his promises.

"Baby, please wait outside a bit longer." With a pan in his hand and a resolute look on his face, Ashton tossed it into the kitchen sink to clean it, "In half an hour, no, make it twenty minutes, I’ll have the steak fried up."

"You can snack on something to tide you over, I’ll finish cooking as soon as possible."

Joanna: "..."

Seeing his tenacity and determination, she had no wishes to dampen his spirit.

Despite this, she was genuinely worried he might set the kitchen on fire in a while. After putting some thought into it, she gently suggested to him: "Ashton Heath, why don’t we cook together."