"Don works long hours. As his wife, the first thing you need to do is leave behind those reckless habits from your past and learn to take care of his daily life," Dorothea said.
She glanced toward the kitchen before looking back at Giselle. "I have no idea how skilled you are in the kitchen. Go in there now, learn from the staff, and make a few dishes for me."
Before Giselle could respond, Donovan's temper flared. "Will this ever end? We've got a house full of staff. Are they just here for show? Why should she be the one doing this?"
"No matter how many housekeepers you have, none of them can look after you the way a wife should," Dorothea said firmly. "She's the woman by your side, living off your care. It's her duty as your wife to look after you inside and out, so you can focus on your work without distraction. Since you refuse to let her go, I have no choice but to step back and train her myself."
Donovan couldn't stand Dorothea's outdated ideas. "I married a wife, not a maid. She can live however she wants. As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters. I don't need you interfering."
He had never cared for the soft, obedient, housewife type his mother valued. What he adored was Giselle's fiery, untamable spirit. To him, she was someone he cherished like a rare prize. There was no way he would ever expect her to roll up her sleeves and cook for him.
Besides, he had already tasted her cooking before. It had nearly poisoned him.
"Mrs. Kane, I'll do whatever you ask," Giselle said with a bright smile, unwilling to embarrass Dorothea further. "Cooking, isn't it? I'll go to the kitchen now and learn from the staff. Don't worry, I'm a quick learner, and I'm sure I can pass whatever test you set for me."
With that, she ignored Donovan's protests and started toward the kitchen.



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