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?”

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

there on

Amelie was speechless.

had visited quite early, so Amelie hadn’t had

matter to attend to and was back in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on the

breakfast was ready, she walked over

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

fingers were

held her, he read the book

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

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

the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and

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

Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and

Leo turned around and

of envy

asked politely, “Mr.

Leo stood up

He didn’t like her calling

other hand, Amelie was at a

would decline, and she

she couldn’t take back her words. It was

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

soup, an ambiguous look

was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she

didn’t say anything as he picked up a spoon

was especially quiet when he ate, and he carried

while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across

him after their divorce, nor had she expected that

She memorized his likes and dislikes and made

her cooking, refusing to try

dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to make another dish for

she recalled it now,

a

he was forcing himself

time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and lowered her head to

atmosphere at the dining

stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo. She was secretly observing the adults’

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

face, and it was paired

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

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

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

whispered harshly,