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

there on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

quite early, so Amelie hadn’t

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

was ready, she walked over to wheel

saw Bria lying in Leo’s

were flipping

her, he read the book out loud in his deep

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

seemed to enjoy the feeling of being embraced by him. As

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

removed Bria from

she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began pushing

turned around and looked

hint of envy in his

but still, she asked politely,

Leo stood up as

He didn’t like

Amelie was at a loss for

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

she couldn’t take back her words. It was fortunate that she made

the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup

down at the chicken soup, an

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

say anything as he picked

especially quiet when he ate, and he carried

for a while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across her

breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that

his preferences. She memorized his likes

cooking, refusing to try

she had cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss

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

a long breath

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

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

dining table was

glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo. She was secretly

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

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

was the best, so

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

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

whispered harshly, trying to remind