Ugly Second Wife's Karma

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Martin looks at the coffee offered to him.

Amara puts the coffee on the table top and makes her own coffee.

Ofcourse with the butler’s guiding her again.

“What happened to you suddenly interested in making coffee?” Martin picks the mug and takes a sip.

“Ah? No. I have been cooking for our lunches. Since I’m already here. I just tried making coffee. I think I am really compatible with food.” Amara smiles.

“Hmm..”

‘Tsk. This guy is really Lucas' father. What are you hmmming about a mug of coffee?’

“If you don’t like it, I won’t make a portion for you next time.” Amara said.

‘Actually you are just an afterthought.’

“Did I say that? I’m not that rude to reject my wife’s good intentions.”

Amara looks away feeling her face heating up.

‘Fxck, handsome men say just a tiny bit of praise and you already feel like you've been praised profusely. So embarrassing.’

Martin asks the butler to push his wheelchair since he is holding the mug.

Amara is finally able to breathe normally.

‘This eye candy is too much for my heart.’

“What did she actually do in the kitchen?” Martin asks the butler.

“She said Young Master Lucas requested that she make their lunch daily. For now on, she’ll cook for them but she said she can’t really do it alone so let the chef cook with her.”

“Lucas?”

“I’m also shocked. I thought it would be possible for young master Leon but it was from young master Lucas' request. I don’t think she will lie about it since it’s easy to ask the young master if it’s true.”

“I see.”

“Should I discourage the madam?”

“No. Tell the chef to make a lunch menu and help her prepare so she will feel she is doing all the preparation. She probably never cooked in her life so it’s best not to discourage her from failing.”

“Oh. I see.” The butler looks at his boss weirdly.

“This is the same mixture you always make for me?” Martin asks, pointing at the coffee.

“Yes. Madam strictly follow all the steps and the correct amount. I’m sure it can’t be that bad.”

“Yes. It’s actually better.”

“.....how could that be so different?”

The butler tilts his head.

Amara sat on the chair of the dining area.

Martin seats on the end of the table and her seat is on his left side and the twin both on the right sides.

They are eating quietly together.

“How is your experience in the gym?” Martin suddenly asks.

Amara actually wants to complain at first but she thinks maybe she just came to the gym at the wrong time to experience all those mishaps. In the end she had a nice time and his body is not as painful as she thought. Stephen really did a good job.

“It’s good. Stephen helps me alot.”

“Stephen? You meet him there?”

“Yeah. He is my personal instructor.”