Those hands that were only used to sign billion-dollar contracts now would cook and clean?

That was beyond Winnie's cognition.

"Mr. Wood, you...you're not very good at cooking, right? It's okay, I can do it by myself!"

Of course, she wanted to curate a considerate personality of a good wife and mother.

Shawn rolled up his sleeves naturally. "I don't know how to do it, but I will just listen to your instructions."

Winnie pinched her thigh to make sure she was not dreaming and it was really happening!

How much happier would she be if Mr. Wood would drink more of that magical soup?

Winnie was so excited that her hands were shaking.

She forced herself to calm down, afraid of messing things up.

Do not get too excited just yet...

"Okay. Go and wash the vegetables. That is the easiest and most relaxing job," Winnie said.

Shawn nodded and started to wash the vegetables.

It was the first time Winnie had seen him like this. Her eyes were full of fascination, and she admired him witho