After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 844: Wish-Granting Divine Lamp Harry Hunter

Isabella Weaver smiled gently: "No, he just looks intimidating, but he’s really nice. You don’t have to be afraid of him."

Zoe Lewis looked shocked. Is this what they call ’beauty is in the eye of the beholder’? So she thinks he’s good in every way?

Harry Hunter really has a powerful aura that pushes people away. Not being afraid of him is impossible, impossible in this lifetime.

Seeing him makes you tremble, it’s become a conditioned reflex.

"Come on, eat the fish. Today we’re at your place, the ingredients are more complete, and the flame is steady, it’s definitely tastier than the other day!"

Zoe Lewis handed her a plate.

On a moon-white porcelain plate were neatly arranged golden little fish, exuding an alluring aroma, making Isabella Weaver’s mouth water.

She couldn’t care about the heat, picked up a fish with her fingers and popped it into her mouth.

The outer crust was crispy and fragrant, the inside tender and smooth, with the fresh taste of fish spreading across the tongue, instantly stirring up all of one’s appetite.

Isabella Weaver’s eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in delight: "Delicious! It’s really even better than last time! Little Zoe, you are amazing!"

Cooking might be like painting, and maybe it requires talent too.

Some people might practice a hundred times and not produce results as good as those with talent practicing ten times.

Isabella Weaver thought that the taste they had while camping was already the peak, but unexpectedly, Zoe Lewis hadn’t even performed at her normal level then!

She picked up a fish and fed it to Zoe Lewis: "Haven’t you eaten yet? Let’s eat together."

Zoe Lewis was eating the little fish and suddenly hugged her.

Others either look down on her or seriously plan to treat her as a cook. She even gets bullied at home, and no one cares if she’s full or not.

But Isabella Weaver always treated her equally. Even during the camping, she cared about her feelings and helped with all sorts of tasks.

Cherry Lewis and the old lady always felt Isabella Weaver wasn’t good enough for Harry Hunter, but Zoe Lewis thought Harry had good taste, and Isabella deserved everything she had now.

The little fish were all fried, and Zoe Lewis started preparing other dishes.

The things here at Harry Hunter’s place were shockingly complete, with the fridge filled with snacks and imported fruits flown in from all over the world.

From what’s in the fridge, you can tell how much he spoils Isabella Weaver; it’s all prepared for her.

Zoe Lewis cooked briskly. When she cooked at the Hunter Family’s ancestral home, she deliberately held back, not making dishes better than Cherry Lewis’s level. But now, with no Cherry, only her favorite Isabella Weaver, she had to do her best.

Isabella Weaver carried the little fish out of the kitchen to find Harry Hunter.

She looked around and found him in the gym on the third floor again.

She picked up a crispy little fish and fed it into his mouth, kissing his cheek: "Why are you working out again? Come down and eat."

Harry Hunter smiled, pulling her into his arms, and gently asked her: "Are you happy? Do you like having friends over?"

"I’m happy and like having friends over, but friends can’t always be the cook."

"Don’t worry, I won’t let her work for nothing. I’ve granted her a not too big, not too small request, to help fulfill her wish." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Isabella Weaver’s lips curved up: "Oh my, Young Master, since when did you become a Divine Lamp? Can everyone ask you for three wishes?"

"That’s impossible. Young Master only fulfills your wishes, Young Madam, and you can have countless ones. Zoe Lewis gets rewarded for her cooking."

Isabella Weaver was filled with a sweet feeling inside, pulling him to walk downstairs: "Then, Divine Lamp, you are not allowed to work out now, accompany me to eat."