Frederic Howard watched as Melissa Ernest poured the oil into the wok to start cooking, and his brow twitched. "Melissa, wait a moment, let me do the cooking. I don't want you to get burned.""It's fine, I'll be careful. I used to cook every day before, so don't worry!" Melissa Ernest smiled and shook her head.Liu Liu glanced at Melissa Ernest, who was cooking with a practiced hand, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Melissa, did you often cook at home before?"Melissa Ernest paused for a moment, then spoke, "My parents didn't like me to go into the kitchen when they were alive, but thankfully, they still taught me how to cook. That way, after they passed away, I didn't starve. After my mother died, my father was in prison for a while, and I lived alone. Later, when my father suddenly died of a heart attack, I met Brother Wenxiu, and he has been taking care of me ever since."Hearing the sadness in her voice, Liu Liu felt a pang of sympathy. She thought about how a once-privile
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