The Duke’s Substitute Bride is a Maid - Chapter 36
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Chapter 36: Slapping The Head Chef
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Irene went into the kitchen to get breakfast, there were many people talking animatedly about something. It was nothing more than some vulgar discussion. Irene was too lazy to listen, so she just wanted to take the breakfast and leave.
Irene found a cook who was working quietly in the corner. “Hello, may I know where Ronald’s breakfast is?”
The cook timidly looked in the direction of the head chef and pointed to a big bucket in the corner.
Irene followed the direction and saw a metal bucket. A bad feeling arose in her heart. She frowned and walked forward to check.
Irene only took a glance at the bucket and almost vomited. There were some leftovers mixed with hogwash inside.
Irene couldn’t help but shout, “Are you giving this to Ronald?”
Her shout naturally alerted the head chef. The head chef glanced at Irene and picked up a plate from the stove. He used a big spoon from the iron bucket to scoop a spoonful and covered the plate. “Here!”
Of course, Irene refused to take it. The head chef curled his lips and looked very impatient. He threw the plate on the stove. “Princess, Ronald is just a captive. Having food for him is good enough, don’t be so picky.”
After saying that, he turned around to leave.
Irene grabbed him with one hand and raised her hand to slap him. Her eyes were filled with anger. “Father’s decision hasn’t been made yet. Who here dares to mistreat Ronald before then? Redo his meal again!”
Irene was a princess after all. Regardless of whether she was favored or not, the head chef didn’t dare to offend her easily. “Yes, yes, yes. I’ll go now. I’ll go now.”
When Irene returned to Ronald’s tent, there was no sign of Ronald inside.
Irene hurriedly put down her plate and ran out of the tent in a panic. She asked the guard outside, “Where’s Ronald?”
Before the guard could answer, another voice sounded from behind. “Irene.”
Irene turned around and saw Ronald standing behind her. There were two soldiers behind him. She rushed over and hugged Ronald. “Where have you been?”
Ronald patted Irene’s back in a comforting manner. “I’m fine. I went out to take a breath. Let’s eat. I’m hungry.”
“Okay.”
Ronald entered the tent and saw the food on two plates. He was stunned. “I saw that the other captives didn’t eat this.” There was freshly baked bread and milk on the plates. Steam was still rising from them.
“You’re not a captive. Of course it’s different!” Irene saw Ronald lowering his head to eat the bread and couldn’t help but ask, “Ronald, I’m very curious about something.”
Ronald took a sip of milk. “Go on.”
“When did you fall in love with me?”
Ronald paused and looked at Irene, as if he was seriously reminiscing. “I don’t know either. Maybe I thought you were quite cute when I saw you shaking like a rabbit on your wedding night in bed. Or maybe when you were seriously analyzing the situation in the military camp. I felt that you were very charming back then. Or maybe when you were playing the accordion on the street, they all looked at you like that, and I just wanted to lock you in a room, so that only I could look at you.”
Ronald reached out and touched the back of Irene’s head. “When I learned that you had escaped, I really felt that you didn’t know what was good for you. No one had dared to lie to me like that, and I even wanted to kill you. But later, when I saw you marry Rhett, I felt that as long as you were by my side, it didn’t matter whether you were willing or not.”
“Why are you so domineering, General Ronald? Wen Shaoqing once taught me a word called ‘karma’, so now you’re the one who’s going to be by my side whether you’re willing or not.”
Ronald grinned. “Yes, Princess Irene.”
Ronald suddenly remembered what had just happened in Caesar’s tent..