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?”

though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still

be there on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

had visited quite early, so Amelie hadn’t had

and was back in Quinn Town. Hence, Amelie had taken on

over to wheel

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

fingers were flipping through a

he read the book out loud

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

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

finished the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s

that Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace. “It’s time

that, she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began

turned around and looked at

was a hint of envy in his

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

stood

frowned a little. He didn’t like

the other hand, Amelie was at a loss for

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

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

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

the chicken soup, an

Her expression stiffened as she hastily explained, “Bria likes it as

say anything as he picked up a spoon and began

when he ate, and he carried himself

a while, a dreamy feeling

same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce,

She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal strictly according

cooking, refusing to

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

it was history, when she recalled it

drew a

even now, and he was forcing himself to eat

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

dining table was awkwardly

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

also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly

proud look on her face, and it was paired with an earnest

that her mother’s cooking was the best, so she sincerely

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

a moment, his hand still holding the spoon as he looked

whispered harshly, trying