His Domineering Lover
Chapter 376

When Sean asked for chicken soup, Adam especially ordered Tracey to put herbal material in the soup, as much as possible.

Because Tracey was not good at cooking soup, so she didn't have the concept of adding herbal. When Sean was drinking it, his miserable face amused Adam a lot. "Just keep challenging me, I have many ways to cure your conceits." Adam thought.

Tracey had no idea about these two men's fighting. She noticed that Sean looked not so enjoyable. "Is there any problem with the soup?" Tracey asked.

"Herbal soup is for recovering body condition, certainly, it can't be tasty. Sean, this soup was made by Tracey, you should drink more of it." Adam answered for Sean.

Sean knew that Tracey didn't mean to put so much herbal material in the soup, so he wouldn't really blame her. "No, it tasted good. I was just a little excited. You haven't cooked anything for me for a long time.' "What are you talking about? Thanks to you this time. If you hadn't saved me, I would have been the one who's lying here now. I should take the blame for bringing you this wound. As long as you like the soup, I will cook it for you every day."

Sean was almost choked by Tracey's words. Although he wanted to have Tracey's cooking, this chicken soup tasted too bitter, he would be mad if drinking it every day.

"You don't have to cook it every day. You are busy. Anyway, I am very grateful for your soup." Sean quickly refused.

"I have asked for a week off, so I have time to take good care of you. I will leave until you are almost fully recovering, so you can tell me whatever you want to eat," Tracey said gently. "Okay." Looking at Tracey's smile, Sean felt his heart was already melted.

If losing one arm could be rewarded with Tracey's smile, he would like to bear the loss.

When Sean was still immersed in the gentleness of Tracey, she had already opened another lunch box. "Adam, I was in a hurry and I just cooked two dishes for you, make do with them." Looking into the exquisite lunch box, Adam found that there was fired egg with tomato and braised pork strip with green pepper. Tracey happened to see Adam like them last time.

"I'm hungry. Come on, have some." Adam took some dish out and put it on Tracey's plate. Tracey already had lunch, but Adam was happy to share food, so she ate it. "Isn't it too salty? I was worried that both of you have been hungry, so I was a little flustered to cook." Tracey tasted the food and said.

"Not salty, it's just right. You should have more." Adam fed Tracey another spoonful. Tracey opened her mouth and ate it.

Seeing Adam and Tracey were eating there so happily, Sean had to admit that he was envious, and the enviousness almost drove him nuts. "Tracey, my arm was unable to move. Can you feed me some chicken soup?" Sean tried hard to remind Tracey of his presence. Tracey nodded. "Sure."

Adam's eyes darkened. At this moment, Rachel pushed the door open and came in. "Sean, I made chicken soup for you. Would you like to have a try?" When she saw the chicken soup in Tracey's hand, Rachel's face changed. "Where is it from?"

Seeing Rachel was coming, Tracey decided to let her feed Sean with the soup. After all, as Sean's wife, Rachel was more appropriate to do so, otherwise, with her temper, there should be a fierce conflict happening.

"I cooked it. Now that you made chicken soup too, you should feed him." Tracey felt that she should avoid suspicion. Although Adam did not convey displease, he must be unhappy to see the feeding happen. Rachel snorted. For the sake of Sean, she didn't lose temper and just put Tracey's soup aside.

"What kind of the black thing is? It looked like poison. Come on, Sean, you'd better drink my soup." Rachel said, and feed Sean with the chicken soup she made.

Sean drank it as he felt Tracey's soup was too bitter, so he accepted Rachel's feeding.

Adam frowned at Rachel's comment. He especially punished Sean with badly tasted herbal chicken soup, but Rachel described it as poison! As a man who unconditionally protected his woman, Adam was absolutely not tolerant of Rachel's criticism.

"I'm thirsty. If you don't drink this soup, I'll drink it." Looking at Sean's face, Adam knew that Tracey's soup must be terrible. But he didn't mind it.

"Adam, I put a lot of herbal material in it. You are not injured, so don't drink it too much." Tracey said. Although persuading Adam not to drink, if Adam like drinking it, Tracey would be happy and felt being respectful.

"Don't worry. I am just drinking it today." Adam smiled and took a sip. In fact, it tasted more like medicine rather than chicken soup! For not making Tracey upset, he had to struggle to drink more. Adam's easiness stunned Sean. He knew the soup was terrible, but he didn't know why Adam could be so tolerant to it, even he was enjoyable!

Sean was uncomfortable as he thought that Adam was proving no matter how terrible the soup was, he would like it and drink it up, just because it was made by Tracey. "I lost this round." Sean thought. "Adam, is it so good? Give me a taste." Seeing Adam was drinking with relish, Tracey was curious about the soup's flavor.

Fearing that the soup was too bitter for Tracey, Adam soon finished his soup and said, "Sorry... Umm... it was so delicious that I didn't leave any drop for you." Tracey was doubtful about Adam's praise, "How could it be so delicious?" She tasted it in suspicion, when she bit a small piece of chicken meat, she spat it out.

"Pooh, it's so bitter! Even the chicken tasted so terrible, how terrible was the soup?" Tracey thought. No wonder why Sean frowned as soon as he drank the soup. "Rinse your mouth with the water." Adam quickly handed over a bottle of water to Tracey.

Rachel mocked on the side, "I knew it. The chicken soup is black as ink and it looks like poison. Tracey, even you felt sick to drink it, how awful it was?!" Adam glanced at her and said coldly, "She is not a cook. Why should she please others with the food? I like the food, it's enough."

Being protected made Tracey touched. Just from a little thing could Tracey tell the man who had real affection to her.

No matter how sincere was Sean's claim to win Tracey back, in fact, he couldn't tolerate Tracey as Adam did.

Even though he didn't complain about Tracey's chicken soup in words, when Rachel asked him to replace the soup, Sean agreed, and such movement conveyed his disgust. In contrast, for not wasting Tracey's effort and kindness, Adam drank the soup up regardless of its bitterness. "How deep his love is, I can't betray him this life." Tracey thought. "Adam, when I'm free, I'll go to learn cooking. I'll cook whatever you like, okay?" Tracey felt very guilty about Adam's stomach.

"No, you don't have to change. I like your cooking, I like the flavor of home dishes." Adam continued to finish the food in the lunch box.

Rachel rolled her eyes. "It's just tomato and scrambled eggs! I thought it was something. Come on, Sean, I cooked abalone and fin for you. Have a try."

Tracey bit her lips. She indeed didn't carefully cook as she was urgent to deliver the food to Sean, however, it was completely defeated by Rachel's cooking.

She swore to improve her cooking skill in the future to not bring Adam shame again.

"Stupid bunny, what are you thinking about? As I said, I like the food you cooked." In order to express his support for Tracey, Adam wolf down the food in the lunch box.

Although Sean had abalone and fin, the delicacies in his mouth were insipid. At this moment, he was jealous of Adam as he realized what he really chased was also the simple yet sweet fried tomato with eggs. It looked ordinary, but because it was made by Tracey, it was precious.