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?”

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

there on time,”

Amelie was speechless.

Amelie hadn’t had

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

she walked over to wheel

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

were

held her, he read the

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

feeling of being embraced by him.

they finished the book, Bria finally noticed

that Amelie removed Bria

the tiny

Leo turned around and looked at

of envy

but still, she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like to

stood up as

didn’t like her calling him ‘Mr.

was at a

and she didn’t mean to

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

poured a

at the chicken soup, an

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

as he picked up

especially quiet when he

while, a dreamy

could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their

she put in a lot of effort to study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal strictly according to

refusing to try even

cooked all the dishes, he would

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

a

and he was

ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would

dining table

Amelie with her large eyes, then

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

face, and

best, so she sincerely wanted her father to

also wished that Leo would fall in love with

holding the spoon as he

Amelie whispered harshly, trying