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 most, she still told him the

on time,”

Amelie was speechless.

quite early, so Amelie

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

over to

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

little fingers were flipping through a

her, he read the book out loud in his

had softened now, and he didn’t seem

feeling of being embraced by him. As she listened,

finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called out

only then that Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace.

Bria onto the tiny wheelchair

Leo turned around and looked

was a hint of envy

but still, she asked

Leo stood

a little. He didn’t like her

hand, Amelie was at

thought that he would decline, and she didn’t

take back her words. It was fortunate that

the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup

chicken soup, an ambiguous

dish. Her expression stiffened as she

as he picked up a spoon and began

especially quiet when he ate, and he carried

watched him for a while, a

the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that he

preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal

cooking, refusing to try

cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to make another dish

recalled it now, she still

a long

hated it even now, and he was forcing

on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking

at the dining table

glances at Amelie with her large

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

a proud look on her face,

was the best, so she sincerely

fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding never to leave her

his hand still holding the spoon as he looked

harshly, trying to