Chapter 85 - Twisted Fate (1/2)

To start a day this terribly, both me and Stella were stressed out. Shortly after we returned from Stella's office I informed John that I won't be coming to work today.

Neil and Ray went home in the morning. That's why I stayed with Stella to accompany her. Her body hasn't recovered yet. She needs to eat nutritious food for now and avoid any type of fried or spicy food.

Lucy was here till lunchtime and prepared lunch for us. Stella told her to leave after that. She insisted on cooking our dinner.

I can't argue with her for being childish. But she has to take a lot of rest. That's why I also requested her, to let me help her cooking our dinner. Even though I had no experience in cooking in my whole life.

I guess my mom would be proud to hear it.

” You can cut the veggies,” Stella instructed me as she knew about me being a amateur.

” Sure.”  It may look simple but I am about to regret my very own decision. The first thing I picked out to chop was an onion. A freaking onion! And damn! My eyes hurt and I'm tearing up.

” Ugh! My eyes!”  Ashamed and maculated me became the center of Stella's amusement. She was laughing after seeing me in a troubled condition.

What a nice wife I have. She's laughing to see me in this state. Fantastic!

” Just leave it for me. I'll chop them later. You can continue cutting the other stuff.” Somehow she managed to get hold of her laughter and spoke to me.

” Why do you even need to add this much onions? God! My eyes are burning.” Yeah! Seriously! Why add so many onions just skip this evil thing.

” Cause it makes the food rich and tasty. There's a trick for cutting onions. Here, I'll show you.” She grabbed the knife from me. There was a loaf of bread on the counter. Stella took it and cut a little piece of it, putting it into her mouth.

Pealing off the skin, Stella began to chop the onions. Her hands were moving so fast. It probably took few seconds to slice and dice that onion. What a skill! If it were me, I'd probably chop off my fingers.

At that moment, when I was observing her cutting skills, Stella's phone rung up. I went to get it. Upon viewing who the caller was on the screen I realized the call was from Stella's father.

” Who's it?” Stella's voice can be heard.

” Your dad.”

” Put it on speaker then.” I picked the call and put it on a loudspeaker. If only I had known what lies ahead in the future, if only I had an idea of what was about to happen when I picked up that call, I won't have taken it.

Fate had taken a twist, making our life more miserable.

” Stella, did you get a job???” My father-in-law screamed from the other side. Both of us were caught off guard. Stella's eyes widened, putting the chopping on hold.

” D-dad how did yo-” she choked on her own words, as if they were not coming out of her mouth.