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

there on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

so Amelie

had an urgent matter to attend to and was back in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on

breakfast was ready, she walked over

lying in Leo’s arms,

were flipping

he read the book

used had softened now, and he didn’t seem

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

book, Bria finally noticed

Bria from Leo’s embrace. “It’s time

the tiny wheelchair and

and looked at

a hint of envy

she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like

stood up as

little. He didn’t like her

other hand, Amelie was at a loss for

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

she couldn’t take

the room, then poured a

at the chicken soup, an ambiguous look in

was his favorite dish. Her expression

anything as he picked up a spoon and began

when he ate, and

for a while, a dreamy feeling

with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that

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

her cooking, refusing

he would ask Miss

when she recalled

a

and he was forcing

which would

dining table was

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

baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling

proud look on her face, and it

was the best,

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

his hand still holding

Amelie whispered harshly,