Ivy Miller rolled her eyes, black as night, thinking he didn't see it, but he caught it clearly.
"What, are you really unhappy with what I said?"
"It's not that I'm unhappy, I just think you're taking it too seriously when you say I've been messing around.
Really, today was a coincidence, I haven't been to places like that in ages.
I wasn't lying to you before, everything I said when I was in the military was true."
"And you also said that when I retire, you'd cook for me and the kids.
Don't you claim to be quite a good cook?"
Ivy Miller immediately pursed her lips and looked at him guiltily, wasn't she just boasting back then?
Who knew he'd return so soon, she had planned to learn how to cook.
But she doesn't like cooking when she's by herself, because it's too much trouble.
If he's really going to live at home with her, she'd learn, for sure.
"I'll learn, once you're truly retired and back, I'll definitely be at chef level."
