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?”

would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still told him

be there on

Amelie was speechless.

had visited quite early, so Amelie

urgent matter to attend to and was back in Quinn Town. Hence,

over to wheel

room, she saw Bria lying in Leo’s arms,

little fingers were flipping

Leo held her, he read the book out loud in his deep

voice he always used had softened now, and he didn’t seem

embraced by him. As she listened, she narrowed her eyes comfortably

finally noticed Amelie’s presence and

only then that Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace.

she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began

around and

hint of

asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like

Leo stood

a little. He didn’t like her calling

Amelie was

and she didn’t mean to invite him along

had been said, so she couldn’t take back her words. It was

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

soup, an ambiguous look in his

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

say anything as he picked up a spoon and

was especially quiet when he ate,

a dreamy

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

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

her cooking, refusing to try

cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to make another

it was history, when she recalled it now,

a long

probably hated it even now, and he was forcing himself to eat just

ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only

the dining table

though Bria was focused on eating, she kept stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then

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

face,

best, so she sincerely wanted her father

fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence

hand still holding the spoon as

Amelie whispered harshly, trying to