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Chapter 516 Are You Going to Do This to Yourself for the Rest of Your Life?
Noticing that Deirdre was not joking, Declan immediately became serious. “Miss McKinnon, it will be my honor to
enjoy the feast you prepare if you can see, yet you can’t see. Are you sure that you can do it? You might burn
yourself accidentally.”
Kyran said, “Deirdre, we can just order takeout. The oil and smoke of the kitchen are not good for you.”
“I’ll be fine.” Deirdre found their anxiety to be amusing. “I cooked when I was living with Mrs. Cox. Moreover, my
eyes can still see to a certain extent. I can tell where the cooking pan is. It will be fine if I have ingredients
prepared.”
Declan was hesitant. “Are you sure?”
“Hmm.” Deirdre nodded. “Let me give it a try.”
Declan looked toward Kyran, and the latter did not intervene. Instead, he said, “Be careful. I’ll help you.”
“Sure.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDeirdre smiled. She had an ulterior motive. She used to cook to get on Brendan’s good side, but this time, she
would do it for Kyran because it was all she could do.
Deirdre asked Declan before she entered the kitchen. “Do you have any dietary restrictions?”
Declan chuckled and said, “No, I can have anything.”
“Sure.” Deirdre nodded and asked Kyran, “How about you?”
“Same.”
She had the freedom to improvise because of that. She changed her question by asking, “What sort of taste do you
enjoy?”
Kyran kept quiet for a moment before he answered, “Spicy and sour.”
His preference was actually the complete opposite of Brendan’s.
Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment before she said, “Sure.”
She identified the location of the ingredients and spices when she entered the kitchen. Due to her visual
impairment, she adopted the method that was the opposite of what one would do: mixing all the spices in a bowl
before pouring them into the pan with the meat after the pan was heated.
Even though the food would taste better if it was marinated in spices, the difference in taste that resulted from this
cooking method would not be that vast either.
When she was done, Declan came and helped to set up the table. He glanced at Kyran after seeing the spicy, sour–
tasting meal on the plate.
Kyran did not mind, but he reminded Deirdre, “Walk slowly.”
The three of them sat together. Declan moved his cutlery and began eating. He could tell that each dish. was
cooked with chili that tasted much spicier than ordinary food.
He could withstand that but looked toward Kyran. Although Kyran’s expression was calm, he was sweating from the
spice.
“How is it?” Deirdre asked anxiously.
Declan complimented by saying, “It’s scrumptious. Whoever marries you is a lucky guy, Miss McKinnon. Your
cooking skill is no less than that of a restaurant chef.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDeirdre knew that Declan was a sweet talker, but she was still pleased in her heart. She asked Kyran,” How about
you? Is there anything that I can do to make it better?”
Declan said smilingly, “You’re making things difficult for Kyran. He has eaten a large portion of your meal, and it is
cooked by his beloved girlfriend. What’s there for him to nit–pick?”
Deirdre was shy while Declan said, “Oh, right. Can you please help me to get my phone from the left room on the
second floor if you’re free, Miss McKinnon?”
“Yes, of course.” Deirdre got up.
Declan placed down his cutlery and passed a napkin to Kyran as soon as Deirdre left the room. He said with a
frown, “Don’t eat anymore. Go and throw up after you wipe away the sweat on your face. You still have time to do
it. You can’t stomach this level of spice.”
Kyran pushed away Declan’s hand despite the discomfort, feeling as if his stomach was burning.
Declan was frustrated. “Why are you doing this to yourself? Do you think that choosing a taste preference that is
completely different from yours will turn you into someone else? You’re going to be with Miss McKinnon until the
end of your life. Are you going to do this to yourself for the rest of your life?”
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