A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

After the stream, Amelie’s forehead was drenched in sweat.

She took off her fox mask, wiped her sweat, then pushed Bria out of the streaming room.

“Mommy, are you asking Mr. Gareth to pretend to be Daddy?” Bria couldn’t help but ask.

There was a troubled look in her large eyes.

She liked Blake, but she liked Leo as well.

She found it extremely difficult to choose between them.

Amelie caressed her small cheek. “Bria, you haven’t recovered yet, so you can’t join the event. I’ll be in the audience with you, and we can cheer the other children on.”

Bria pursed her small lips, but she didn’t say anything in the end.

When Amelie opened the door the next day, she was surprised to see a large and slender figure standing at the entrance.

The man stood there silently, his stern aura causing the entire corridor to feel suppressive.

“Mr. Alston?”

Amelie was stunned when she saw the man in front of her.

After making it so clear before, she thought that he wouldn’t visit again.

“I’m here to see Bria.” Leo’s expression was cold.

He had always been a serious man, but now, he had grown even colder, and there was a distant look in his eyes.

When Amelie heard that, she stepped aside and allowed him passage.

Leo walked into the house.

After taking a few steps, he paused and turned around slightly. A seemingly nonchalant look colored his eyes as he said, “So you’re asking Blake to attend the event at Bria’s school, eh?”

Amelie was stunned. She didn’t think that he would know about this.

She had only mentioned this while streaming.

Had Leo been watching her streams?

Even though Leo already knew that she was Foxy, she didn’t think that he would watch her streams.

Noticing her silence, Leo allowed his expression to turn even fiercer. “Bria is my daughter; she doesn’t need anyone to replace her father! She doesn’t need outsiders to join her events!”

For a moment, the entire house fell into silence.

Leo paused for a moment, then asked, “What time?”

when the event would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and

on time,” he said

Amelie was speechless.

so Amelie hadn’t had time to make

in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on

walked over to wheel Bria out

lying in Leo’s arms, staying quiet

little fingers were

he read the

and he didn’t seem as

feeling of being embraced by him.

they finished the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence

removed Bria from Leo’s embrace. “It’s

onto the

Leo turned around and looked

hint of envy in his

she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would

stood

a little. He didn’t like her calling him ‘Mr.

other hand, Amelie was

thought that he would decline, and she didn’t mean to invite

said, so she couldn’t take back

wheeled Bria out of the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup for

looked down at the chicken soup,

was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she hastily explained,

say anything as he picked up

especially quiet when he

for a while, a dreamy feeling

she could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that

lot of effort to study his preferences. She memorized his

avoided her cooking, refusing

would

though it was history, when she recalled it now,

drew a long

now, and he was forcing himself to

past which would only sadden her,

dining

Amelie with her

these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling and a bun to

on her face, and it

cooking was the best, so she sincerely wanted

Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding

his hand still holding the spoon as he looked

Amelie whispered harshly,