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

be there on time,” he said

Amelie was speechless.

early, so Amelie hadn’t had

in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on the task of

ready, she walked over to wheel Bria out of the

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

were

the book out loud

softened now, and he didn’t

the feeling of being embraced by him. As she

Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and

was only then that Amelie removed Bria from

the tiny wheelchair

around and looked

of envy in his

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

stood

He didn’t

was

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

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

wheeled Bria out of the room, then poured a bowl of

chicken soup, an ambiguous look

this was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she hastily

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

quiet when he ate, and

while, a dreamy feeling

the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she

study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made

her cooking, refusing to try even a bite

dishes, he would ask Miss Potts

was history, when she recalled it now, she still felt her chest

a long

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

to dwell on the past which would only sadden her,

atmosphere at the dining

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

buns.” Bria

look on her face, and

was the best, so she sincerely wanted her father

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

his hand still holding the

harshly, trying