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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2840
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Chapter 2840 Keanu, attempting to salvage the moment, picked up his fork.

Lettry it.

He popped a piece into his mouth, chewing with visible effort before forcing it down.

Well? Corrine asked, her hopeful eyes fixed on him.

Keanu swallowed hard and offered a strained smile.

Its not so bad.

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Corrine was his childhood idol.

He had to save her face. So, no matter how terrible the dish was, he couldnt bring himself to tell the truth and hurt her feelings.

Im telling you-I learned this from watching cooking videos.

Theres no way it doesnt taste good! Sheldons just a picky eater, Corrine proclaimed with unwavering confidence. Tilda, busy feeding Sheldon smilk, caught wind of the comment and raised an eyebrow.

With a knowing smile, she suggested, Corrine, why dont you give it a taste yourself? See if its really as good as you say.

She knew Keanu all too well-his gentle nature wouldnt let him hurt anyones feelings.

So, when hed called the food not so bad earlier, it was obvious he was just being polite.

Corrine, oblivious to her own limits in the kitchen, confidently scooped up a piece of pork into her mouth.

The moment it touched her tongue, her face twisted in horror, and she spat it out without hesitation. She turned to Keanu, scowling.

Didnt you say this was not bad? Keanu cleared his throat, looking sheepish.

It is.

fine.

Just, um, a little salty.

Maybe you.

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added too much salt? Disgusted, Corrine pushed the dish aside.

Salty didnt even begin to cover it- it tasted awful.

The jarring mix of flavors sent a shiver down her spine This ones a thei е total failure. Forget it.

Try the other dishes instead, Corrine urged.

Sheldons wide eyes darted around the table, his lips pressed firmlym together in silent determination-not him again.

Meanwhile, Tilda sipped her juice quietly, clearly debating whether she should voice her thoughts or stay out of it. So far, it was painfully clear that her cousins cooking hadnt improved one bit. Keanu, summoning his courage, reluctantly picked up a piece of roast chicken. The moment he started chewing, he had to stifle a cough.

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