Chapter 61

　　Cora's POV 　　After Javon had cooked for a week, I finally couldn't stand it anymore and proposed that I should be responsible for cooking and cleaning. 　　"Why? You don't like what I cook?" Javon didn't understand why I said so. 　　"I like your food. But you're busy, and I have nothing to do," I explained. 　　"You need rest," Javon insisted. 　　"No. What I need is exercise. I need to do something. Otherwise, I'll be sick." I had no choice but to use my health to threaten Javon. 　　Finally, although Javon was unwilling to, he gave up. He agreed to let me do the cooking. 　　I went on to persuade him to let me do the cleaning. 　　"It'll be fine. I know my body. I'll tell you if I don't feel well. I promise." I raised my hand to swear. 　　Javon couldn't help but smile. 　　At night, I let Javon try my cooking skills. 　　He took a bit of the pie I made and widened his eyes. "Well, out of my expectations, your cooking skills are not bad." 　　I knew he was exaggerating. But I was still delighted by his