A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 43

After dinner, Bria went to the alley to play with the children she had just met.

Since Bria was from the city and she was so adorable with her big, sparkling eyes, looking just like the stars in the sky, the children there liked her very much. With her amiable personality, the locals were happy to let her join them to play together.

As they played and laughed happily in the alley, they put everything behind their backs. Their laughter lifted everyone’s mood, just like the sound of larks.

Amelie didn’t stop Bria from playing with the other children and simply let her be. So, the house was left with three adults.

The lights were lit up. Although it was not bright, it made the atmosphere in the house peaceful.

Since the beginning, there had been no look of disdain on Toby’s face. In fact, he was actually enjoying this simple but warm place.

“Mr. Walsh, can we talk about the plan you mentioned earlier?” Amelie went straight to the point.

Toby nodded with his usual smile and gentle expression. “Mr. Dillon’s shoemaking skill is really extraordinary. It will be such a shame if this skill is not passed down. What I mean is that…”

“Hello! All of you are here.” Before he could finish his sentence, he was cut off by a loud voice from the

entrance.

The three of them looked over to the door and saw Abby standing there. Her attire was not as casual as previously. She even styled her hair, making her look a lot more put together.

With a basket of fruits in her arms, she walked in casually. “My son harvested these from the farm just now. I chose the best ones for you guys to have a taste.” She grinned from ear to ear, making it look like she was overdoing it.

Then, she grabbed an orange from the basket and showed it to them. “This is a grade A navel orange. It’s specially used to serve VIPs out there in the city.”

From her buttering-up look, it was apparent that she was afraid that Amelie would ask her for the rent. payment. She had been renting the house for many years. If Amelie really calculated it, the house rent would go up to tens of thousands.

mouth, she still has a helpful side. She was the one who told Amelie that Steven was bringing a knife to find the Alstons, and she

cruel person, so of course, she wouldn’t really ask her for the

thanked Abby, she accepted the fruits and wanted to pay her

on not taking her money. As her eyes darted around, her gaze landed

the child back alone. So, her husband was actually following

actually probing whether something had happened between the two of them since they came back one after another. Women in the suburbs really

misunderstood. He’s just a customer who came to see the process of shoemaking.” Steven stated coldly, knowing that his daughter disliked

Amelie changed again. In the end, she didn’t say anything

sorry, Mr. Walsh. Women in the suburbs really have

left

indicating that he didn’t mind at all, but his eyes couldn’t

now, when Abby took them as a couple, he didn’t dislike it and didn’t

now, Mr. Walsh.”

did he snap out of his daze and say, “What I mean is that I can buy Mr. Dillon’s skill and gather a group of apprentices to learn from him. Of course, we will make

shoes anymore in the future?” Steven’s face was a little disgruntled since his only hobby in life was making shoes. If he couldn’t

shoemaking. If I forbid you from making shoes,

his lower lip and left his middle-parting, semi-long hair hanging in front of his forehead. At this

spend more time teaching them as an advisor. So, your

didn’t have much of an idea about

same as a

Steven hummed in acknowledgment. Since he seldom talked, he felt that doing hands-on things

more people can wear shoes that are made traditionally. Your skills can at least be passed down, and the

had a serious face, and the wrinkles on

only then

it.”

him as well. “Okay. When you make up your mind, you can give me a

that, Steven didn’t say anything else. He went to the backyard and