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?”

he was asking when the event would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still

on time,” he said

Amelie was speechless.

Amelie hadn’t had time to

and was back in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie

walked over to wheel Bria out

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

little fingers were flipping through a

Leo held her, he read the book

he didn’t seem as serious

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

finished the book, Bria finally noticed

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

the

around and looked at

hint of envy in his

asked politely, “Mr. Alston,

stood up

a little. He didn’t like

was at a loss

and she didn’t mean

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

a bowl of chicken soup for Bria and

at the chicken soup, an ambiguous look

remembered that this was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as

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

quiet when he ate, and

a dreamy feeling fleeting across

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

his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made

her cooking, refusing to

the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to make another

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

a

was

time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped

the dining

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

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

face, and

cooking was the best, so she sincerely wanted her father to try

course, she also wished that Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding never

froze for a moment, his hand still holding the spoon

harshly,