Chapter 695 Return Of Ex-wife

• “Daddy, please try it! I cooked it for you specially.” Irvin eagerly tried to curry favor with his father. “Well, I…” Bruce was in a dilemma. Joanna smiled. “Irvin made it for you. Just try it.” “Um, okay,” Bruce said and giggled. Bruce bit the bullet, picked up a bit of spaghetti with his fork, and slowly put it into his mouth. What the hell! Bruce frowned and was frozen for seven to eight seconds as if he was bewitched. “Daddy, how is it? Does it taste as good as Mommy’s spaghetti? It is delicious, isn’t it?” Bruce came back to his senses and could not help but cough dryly. The cookies he had just tried were too sweet, but the spaghetti was too salty. He wanted to spit it out immediately. “Um, it tasted even better.” When Irvin heard this, he was over the moon. He looked at Davian smugly. “See? I’ve told you so. My spaghetti is much better than your cookies!” Davian looked unconvinced. “I don’t think so. My cookies are better. End of story!” Seeing this, Lilia immediately offered the cake she had baked herself. “Daddy, you haven’t tasted my cake yet. I baked the cake for you specially.
• It’s full of my love for you.” Bruce had yet to swallow the spaghetti in his mouth. He had already tried the terrible cookies and spaghetti. And he thought he was supposed to accept the cake with a smile since his darling daughter Lilia had baked it for him specially. Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly again and swallowed the salty spaghetti with difficulty. Indeed, he knew Davian and Irvin were trying to show their love and care for him. But the food they made for him had almost killed him. “Daddy, it took me the whole morning to bake the cake.” “Oh, thank you, sweetheart. I’m so touched that I feel like crying.” Bruce braced himself and smiled gently at Lilia. Looking at the badly burned cake before him, Bruce did feel like crying. He could tell the cake would taste awful only by looking at its appearance. In particular, he had always been a picky eater.
• He really couldn’t convince himself to enjoy the food made by the kids. “Come on, Daddy, take a bite!” “Yeah, okay.” Bruce took over a small cake and carefully took a bite of it. “Daddy, how is it? Is it good?” “Um… Not bad!” Bruce laughed awkwardly. That taste was indescribable. He had never eaten anything so disgusting. He’d like to say the cake was the worst food he had ever tried though his daughter had baked it herself. “Daddy, if you think it’s good, you must eat them all.” Lilia looked at Bruce with expectation. Bruce coughed dryly and almost spat the cake out of his mouth. God knew how difficult it was for him to swallow the cake. But not to break Ii neart, he forced himself not to spit it out. Seeing this, Joanna immediately stopped them. “Alright, alright, babies! Daddy and Mommy know how much you love us. Thank you for your hard work, babies! Well done! “Lunch is ready. Let’s dig in. “Daddy is weak. He needs more nutrition and should eat properly.”