Chapter 233. Don't Hurt Me

“Me and my grandfather used to have hilarious experiments in the kitchen, so that’s where I began.”

“Oh, Grandpa? He seems quite... quite serious to me. I didn’t know he was into cooking.”

“He indeed is, but either I or Shehryaar managed to break those walls of seriousness. And he is really good, too, when it comes to cooking.”

“You know, my father was a great chef too. He taught me how to make soup. Though I don’t love soup, the hot and sour soup he used to make was mouthwatering,” she said in a daze, her eyes showing that distant look as she got lost in the memories of the past. “Baba also once tutored me on driving a car. I was so nervous, afraid that we might meet an accident—and we were about to,” her voice rose a bit as excitement filled her while narrating the incident. “I was about to crash the car into a date palm. Baba was repeating, ‘Mano, press the clutch and then brake. Press the clutch, brake.’ But my mind was not able to comprehend anything. I was pa