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?”

be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate

on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

early, so Amelie hadn’t had time to make

was back in Quinn

over to wheel Bria

she saw Bria lying in Leo’s arms, staying

fingers were flipping through

he read the book out loud

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

being embraced by him. As

finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called

Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s

that, she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began pushing

and looked at the

of envy in his

still, she asked politely,

Leo stood up

little. He didn’t like her calling him

Amelie was

would decline, and she didn’t mean

so she couldn’t take back

wheeled Bria out of the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup for Bria and Leo

at the chicken soup, an

favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she hastily explained, “Bria

as he picked

was especially quiet when he ate, and he

a while, a dreamy

she could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that he would be willing to eat her

She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal strictly

always avoided her cooking, refusing to try even

would ask Miss Potts to make

recalled it

a long breath

now, and he was forcing

which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and lowered her head to

at the dining table was

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

buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a

on her face, and it was paired

the best, so she sincerely wanted

Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding

holding the

whispered harshly, trying to remind