She was thinking that she should be taking good care of this patient since it was fundamentally why she came. It would be a problem if he suffered some long-term effects and threatened her and the children to stay with him forever.

Stefan accepted the offer unhesitatingly and named a list of dishes. �Lemon chicken feet, how I have been wanting to eat that for a long time. And steamed mussels with white wine, oh, and the wine must be Bordeaux� 82. And crispy fried oysters. The oysters must the fresh. Don�t forget to remove the fishy taste with some cooking wine. And one more��

�That�s enough!� Renee was reaching the limit of her patience and said bitterly, �I will make those first. If I make too much, it will be wasted!�

�What is wrong with this guy? Why does he make so many requests for just a meal? Is he trying to pull my leg?�

Anyway, she was surprised that he actually knew so much about food. The only other man that she knew was very knowledgeable about food was, in fact, his nemesis, Mr. Q!

But there was one glaring difference: Mr. Q was the one who made all sorts of delicacies for her and the twins, but Stefan was the one who wanted to be served.

Thus, it was needless to say who she should choose!

Renee made her way to the kitchen and started cooking dinner. Though it had been so many years, it was strange that she didn�t feel the least awkward to be back in this kitchen. She felt as if she had returned to her own territory. No matter how strong she presented herself, she still subconsciously enjoyed life as a little woman who cooked for her loved ones.

She quickly served a feast on the table like how it was in the past. The aroma of the food spread in the house. What was different was that the usually deserted table became very lively, and people were already seated and could not wait to dig in.

�Wow, it smells so good! Mommy, the lemon chicken feet look very tasty, and it�s making my mouth water��

Abby missed Renee�s lemon chicken feet very much. She could eat a dozen every time Renee made them.

But Renee was normally very busy with her work and had little time to cook. So when Abby saw the chicken feet on the table, she grabbed one immediately like a hungry beggar.

�Hey. Don�t take it with your hand, Abby. It�s too indecent.�

Renee did not want Stefan to think that the twins were not taught about table manners.

But when she looked at him, she discovered that he acted faster than Abby and Adie and was already holding a chicken foot in his hands and gobbling up the food. He did not care one bit about his image as an elegant and noble man whatsoever!

�Um��

Renee was stupefied by Stefan�s carnal eating methods and asked softly, �Stefan, are you possessed by a hungry ghost or something? Do you have to be so excessive?�

Stefan had finished chewing one foot and started on a second. He slurped the thick chicken broth. The sourness and warmth combined made him unable to stop.

�You can�t blame me for this. It is you who made me into this�� said the man seriously while chomping down his food.

�So it�s my fault?� She glared at the man, speechless. JrNovels.com