Cooking Together

Blaze nodded his head in acknowledgment while assessing the displayed groceries and other items neatly arranged on the marble countertop.

"Are these the items my wife got?" He asked strolling towards the counter for closer inspection.

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm..." Blaze chuckled sparing Amelia a quick glance. But she seemed to be lost, soaking in her surroundings.

"You can all take the night off" Blaze instructed, picking up two neat aprons from the wall-mounted hanger.

"But sir, if we leave, who is going to cook dinner?" The chef asked in alarm.

"That shouldn't be your problem. You may leave."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." The chef bowed politely and left with the rest of the kitchen staff murmuring their concerns.

"Why are you sending the staff away?" Amelia finally came to stand beside her husband. "Who is going to chop all this plenty of vegetables?"