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 most, she still told him

on

Amelie was speechless.

early, so Amelie hadn’t had time to make breakfast

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

walked over to wheel Bria out

saw Bria lying in

fingers were

Leo held her, he read the book out loud

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

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

they finished the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called

Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace.

onto the tiny wheelchair and began

turned around and looked

of envy in his

thought she was seeing things, but still, she asked

stood up as

frowned a little. He didn’t like

the other hand, Amelie was at a loss for

she didn’t mean to invite him

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

room, then poured a

chicken soup, an ambiguous look in his

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

as he picked up

especially quiet when he ate, and he carried

while, a dreamy

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

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

refusing

the dishes, he would

recalled

a

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

had accepted this outcome a long time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and

atmosphere at the dining

on eating, she kept stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo.

baked these buns.” Bria suddenly

was a proud look on her face, and it was paired with an earnest

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

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

his hand still holding the spoon as he looked at

whispered harshly, trying