“Woah! What a sight we have here, Mr. Alexander,” Andrea commented in surprise.
She was in awe as soon as she saw her husband in their kitchen, wearing an apron while holding a spatula in his left hand. He was busy transferring the sweet potato and brussels sprouts he had just finished cooking onto a serving plate.
“Good morning,” Alexander greeted her with a broad smile plastered on his face.
“You’re cooking. I didn’t know you could cook,” Andrea said as he walked towards him and then walked past him to get herself a cup of warm water.
“What?” Alexander asked when he noticed his wife staring at him intently and then at the food he had just finished cooking. “Why are you staring at me so intently?” he asked after a soft chuckle escaped from his lips.
“Nothing,” Andrea answered as she
