Legendary God of Harem In the Modern World

Irina nodded. Even though she liked cooking, she didn't really like to use knives because she cut her fingers a lot. 

Following the recipe, Irina started preparing the ingredients. But when she was about to blend it, Ryan stopped her again.

"Wait! Why don't you peel the garlic first!"

"Hmm? The recipe says so, am I wrong?"

"Alright it's not your fault," Ryan forced a smile. "But you should have peeled it first."

Irina nodded and started peeling the garlic and shallots.

After that, the cooking process went smoothly until it was time for Irina to add salt without using a spoon.

"Honey, how much salt do you want to put in?"

"Usually, I just guess it. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just that don't make it too salty. Besides, if the food is too salty, people say that it is a sign that the one cooking must be dying to take their partner to bed, so are you really impatient waiting for the night?"

Hearing this, Irina blushed hard then she shook her head quickly. 

The wrong thing most people did in cooking was not following a recipe properly. There should be the right dose to each ingredient so that the taste wouldn't be disappointing.

And the most crucial thing was tasting while cooking. So far, Irina must have never tasted her own cooking, so she never knew whether she failed or not.

After preparing the short ribs soup, Irina continued her other cooking. Now's the time to cook the spaghetti.

Irina took the pot and heated the water. When the water started to get hot, she immediately opened the spaghetti's package and was about to put it in.

"Wait!" Ryan was enjoying his cooking when he realized Irina's mistake.

"Hmm?"

"Unfortunately, the water is just boiling so don't put it in right away. Wait 1 minute before you put it in. Also, have you put some salt in the water? "

"Not yet, why?" 

"We need to give it a teaspoon of salt for every 1000 ml of water used for boiling so that it is not tasteless. Also put a little oil in it so that it doesn't stick together when it's drained later."

"Oh.. I see..." New knowledge always made Irina enthusiastic.

After the spaghetti was ready, Irina was about to drain the water away. For the umpteenth time, Ryan had to tell her to stop.

"Honey, don't waste all the water. Leave a little to mix in the sauteing process later. And you don't need to rinse it."

Irina nodded and started sauteing the spaghetti. She used salmon marinated with a squeeze of lemon juice for the filling.

When it was finished, Irina decided to taste some of her homemade spaghetti. Instantly, Irina was happy and was jumping around with joy.

"Honey, look, look at the dishes I've made! It's delicious, you know!" The grown-up woman looked exactly like a child.

Ryan hugged her from behind and kissed her on the cheek. "Of course, none of my wife's cooking is bad. Do you know why that is?"

"Hmm? Why?" Irina couldn't hide her joy as she enjoyed her husband's embrace.

"Because you cooked it with love for me," Ryan then kissed his wife again.

"Ughh, what are you saying..." Irina blushed, but she was delighted by this warm and pleasant atmosphere. 

'Is this what they call being happy?'

Irina then returned to take care of the short ribs soup she cooked while smiling broadly.

Seeing the busy figure of his wife, a smile crossed Ryan's lips. He did not think that Irina could change so drastically. This was not the same Irina Hagrim people knew as a cold and mature woman in front of him— it was just a small girl getting overjoyed with her own cooking.

Indeed, love can change anyone.

Ryan's heart warmed again, he felt lucky to have a wife like Irina. Even though their marriage was not the same as ordinary people, what matters was their present moment.

Now they could be said to be real husband and wife.

Ryan hugged her back, but Irina was still busy stirring her soup. However, they both suddenly smelled a burnt smell.

"Ah!" Ryan immediately went to his black pepper beef pot. He was so happy he saw Irina who acted like a child that he forgot he was sautéing his black pepper beef.

But he was too late. "Damn, it's not black pepper beef anymore, it's black beef!"

"Pfffttt...!" Irina laughed loudly hearing the joke. Meanwhile, Ryan was a little embarrassed when he heard his wife's laughter.

"Honey, stop laughing or I won't let you sleep tonight."

"Sorry, sorry, it's your fault that you're cute like that. We still have chicken to roast, right? How about we make it together?"

"Okay then." At least, Ryan was able to shift the topic of his failed cooking. 

"But you come here first," Irina waved her hand. "Try to smell this soup, it smells so good, right?"

Ryan kissed her as he was shocked. "You are right! My wife is great in cooking!" 

Hearing this, the pride in Irina's heart began to grow. She was very happy with this kind of feeling. Seeing his proud wife, Ryan pinched her nose. 

The two of them then roasted the chicken together while continuing to joke.

After 2 hours had passed, all the food was finally brought to the dining table. Seeing them on the table, Ryan couldn't stop his saliva from dripping. His wife had a talent for cooking, it's just that she needed to be taught about the basics of cooking first.

What's more, seeing these dishes made Ryan no longer have to worry about Irina's previous cooking hell.

The two of them then took their plates and placed their meals.

When they were about to eat, Irina slapped Ryan's hand. "You haven't washed your hands, right? Hurry up and wash first!"

Reluctantly, Ryan walked over and washed his hands, then both of them ate the food they cooked together happily.

...… ..

These days, Ryan continued to stay with Irina at home. The news about Ivanka's injury did not reach Irina's ears. After all, Ivanka's condition had improved a lot and she would soon be able to go home. 

Irina also didn't suspect anything about Ivanka because her sister lived in her dormitory.

Mrs. Susan also returned home several times. Ryan explained to Irina that he had ordered the old maid to take care of Kane while the big guy was sick. When Mrs. Susan arrived home, she was very happy to see Ryan and Irina looking happy. Finally, her daughter found her happiness. She could never ask for more.

After 5 days of absence from work, Ryan finally allowed Irina to return to work. As they'd spent their days together making warm memories, Irina should be able to forget the bad memories she experienced from the incident with Golge.

This morning, Ryan and Irina had breakfast together and then left for the office.

In the car, Ryan noticed Irina wearing the light suit and make-up. The figure of a loving and childish wife had turned into a mature and firm woman again.

But whatever appearance his wife had, Irina was still a perfect and beautiful woman in his eyes.

During the trip, they never let go of each other's hands.

Arriving at the office, Irina immediately left Ryan after giving him a goodbye kiss. The piles of work was waiting for her in her room. Even though her secretary had been working on part of her duties during Irina's absence, there were still many cases that needed her direct approval.

Ryan on the other hand, walked towards Richard's department.

In this perfume department, everyone looked busy while Richard directed them. The people who helped Ryan to make potion X were also in this place. However, Valerie was treated differently in this place and Richard himself knew the great talent that the girl possessed. It could be said that Valerie was the favorite girl in this department.

When Ryan entered the room, several people immediately noticed his presence.

"Wow, Mr. Ryan finally makes an appearance!"

"I thought you ran away with your savings hahaha."

"Morning, Mr. Ryan."

Ryan's subordinates quickly greeted him, but they didn't dare to chat for too long because a demon named Richard was watching them. If they left their jobs for excessive chat, they might get fired.

"Mr. Ryan, good morning," Richard smiled when he saw Ryan. He really respected Ryan because of his knowledge of perfume, so he was always polite when the man was present.

When Valerie saw Ryan's figure, she looked surprised. She hadn't seen him for almost a week. What lonely days she spent without him.

"Sir, I have several formulas that require your opinion," Richard smiled and explained. "We just made a sample a few days ago, we need your assessment,"

"No problem," Ryan nodded his head. After all, his only job was to judge the perfumes Richard made.