Alpha King’s pregnant Ex-Luna

Alpha Kilian perceived Donna and Tony’s astonishment, yet he remained stoic. They would have to adapt gradually, after all.

Gracefully shutting the door, he approached them with a greeting, “Good morning.”

“Daddy!” Donna exclaimed with a grin, swiftly masking her surprise with a new expression.

Tony stayed silent, his eyes scrutinizing Alpha Kilian. He acknowledged the man as his father, but such swift progress still caught him off guard.

Alpha Kilian proceeded to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator to survey its contents. Donna trotted over and queried, “Are you hungry, Daddy?”

Alpha Kilian glanced over his shoulder at her. “Do you all not eat breakfast?” he questioned.

“We do eat breakfast!” Donna replied.

“In that case, just sit and wait,” Alpha Kilian urged.

Only then did Donna realize that Alpha Kilian intended to prepare breakfast.

She watched skeptically as he took out eggs, milk, and bread from the refrigerator. “Are you planning to cook breakfast, Daddy?” she asked, surprised.

“Why, is there a problem?” Alpha Kilian raised an eyebrow. “Can you… cook?” Donna questioned.

Alpha Kilian smiled. “You’ll find out soon enough!”

Witnessing his unwavering confidence, Donna’s eyes sparkled. To her, alpha men who were both handsome and skilled in the kitchen were truly exceptional. She could already envision the charm her father possessed when cooking.

And so, she obediently sat before the countertop, ready to enjoy the “scenery.” Tony also approached, observing from the sidelines.

However, in the next moment, Alpha Kilian repeatedly turned the stove knob, but no fire ignited. “Press it down as you turn!” Tony couldn’t help but instruct.

Under his guidance, Alpha Kilian successfully ignited the fire. He turned back to Tony and solemnly explained, “I’m not accustomed to using this.”

Words failed Tony. It was all the same, wasn’t it?

But he refrained from uttering his thoughts aloud, for it was better to leave some things unsaid.

Alpha Kilian poured oil into the pan. In an instant, he filled almost half the pan with oil. Donna’s eyes widened as she watched.

However, Alpha Kilian remained oblivious to any discrepancies.

A second before he cracked an egg into the pan, Donna spoke up. “Isn’t the oil a little excessive, Daddy?” Alpha Kilian glanced back at her. “Is it?”

“This much oil could last us for half a month!”

“Truly?” Alpha Kilian inquired. Recognizing the excessiveness, he picked up the pan and poured the oil into the sink.

Good Lord! He poured it all away!

Donna stared at him in disbelief, wanting to stop him, but it was too late. What a wasteful act!

Observing the remaining oil in the pan, Alpha Kilian deemed it sufficient and continued his breakfast preparations. Even the way he held the pan gave the illusion that he often cooked.

Unfortunately, when he cracked the next egg, even the shells found their way into the pan. Uh…

Donna frowned upon witnessing the scene. “Why is it different from what I imagined? Where is the handsome man who excels in cooking? This… is simply too devastating!” Donna thought to herself.

In the kitchen, Alpha Kilian continued cracking eggs, shells included, into the pan. It was a rather appalling sight. Soon, the food burned.

A blackened, charred lump, adorned with eggshells, sat in the pan. Alpha Kilian furrowed his brows as he gazed at it.

“Why does it look different from what I saw on the internet?”

Just as he was about to reach into the pan to remove the eggshells, someone suddenly appeared beside him, without warning.

“If you do that, your hand will get burned as well,” Tony warned. “What should I do, then?” Alpha Kilian asked.

Taking the pan from him, Tony dumped the blackened mess into the trash can.

He washed the pan and scrubbed it, then placed it back on the stove and added some oil.

Observing Tony’s skilled movements, Alpha Kilian arched an eyebrow. “Fetch me a few more eggs!” Tony ordered.

Upon hearing that, Alpha Kilian promptly retrieved some eggs from the refrigerator.

Tony took them from him and deftly cracked an egg into the pan. Surprise flickered in Alpha Kilian’s eyes as he watched.

Just then, Tony looked up and locked eyes with him. “Do you want to learn?” Alpha Kilian nodded.

“Do it like this. Tap it against the edge lightly before cracking it,” Tony advised.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Following his son’s instructions, Alpha Kilian successfully cracked an egg into the pan, without any shells falling in.

“Yes, this is how it’s done!” Tony praised.

As Alpha Kilian gazed at the pan, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “It’s not that difficult!” He proceeded to crack a few more eggs into the pan.

Observing the man’s newfound enthusiasm for cracking eggs, Tony suggested, “It will taste better with some seasoning.”

“Which one?”

“This one will do.” Tony picked up a bottle of seasoning and gave Alpha Kilian a demonstration. Alpha Kilian followed suit, and in no time, the eggs were done.

Alpha Kilian felt a sense of accomplishment as he admired his masterpieces on the plate. Just then, Tony took some sliced bread and placed it in the toaster.