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?”

event would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at

on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

had visited quite early, so Amelie hadn’t

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

walked over to

entered the room, she saw Bria lying in Leo’s arms, staying quiet like a

were flipping through

Leo held her, he read the book

he didn’t seem as serious as he usually was; tenderness had washed

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

Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called

that Amelie removed Bria

the

and

a hint of

thought she was seeing things, but still, she asked politely,

Leo stood

didn’t like her

other hand, Amelie was at a

would decline, and she didn’t mean to

take

poured a bowl of

looked down at the chicken soup, an

suddenly remembered that this was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she hastily explained, “Bria likes it

didn’t say anything as he picked up a spoon and

quiet when he ate, and he carried

him for a while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across

same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that he would be willing to

then, she put in a lot of effort to study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and

avoided her cooking, refusing to try

she had cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to

history, when she recalled it now,

drew a long breath

even now, and he was forcing himself to

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

at the dining table

glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo. She was secretly observing

some dumplings. Mommy made them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly

look on her face, and it was paired with an

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

with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding never

moment, his hand still holding the spoon as he

whispered harshly, trying to