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?”

was asking when the event would be held. Even though Bria

there on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

Amelie hadn’t had time

back in Quinn Town. Hence,

was ready, she walked over to wheel Bria out

saw Bria lying in Leo’s arms, staying quiet

fingers were flipping through a

he read the book out loud in

used had softened now, and he didn’t seem as serious as he usually was; tenderness

Bria seemed to enjoy the feeling of being embraced by him. As she listened, she narrowed

the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called out to

removed Bria from Leo’s embrace.

placed Bria onto the

and looked

hint of

she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like to join

stood up

frowned a little. He didn’t like

hand, Amelie was at a

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

couldn’t take back her words. It was

wheeled Bria out of the room, then poured a

chicken soup, an

Her expression stiffened as she

as he picked up a

quiet when he ate, and he carried

while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across her

she could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their

she put in a lot of effort to study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal strictly

avoided her cooking, refusing to try even a bite of

would

it was history, when she recalled it now, she

drew a

was

to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and

at the dining table was

on eating, she kept stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at

have some dumplings. Mommy made them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling and a bun

look on her face, and it

mother’s cooking was the best, so she sincerely wanted her father

love with her mother’s cooking,

moment, his hand still holding the spoon as he looked at Bria

Amelie whispered harshly, trying