The next evening, he asked the chef to cook chicken feet for his wife.

He held the plate in his hand and walked upstairs. When he pushed the door open, Debbie was reading a book

The aroma of the food instantly drew her attention. She put down the book and exclaimed, “Chicken feet! Are they spicy?”

“No! You can’t eat spicy:

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

She pulled a long face and snapped, “You did it on purpose. You know I like spicy food.”

“You shouldn’t eat spicy food when you’re pregnant,” Carlos explained patiently.

feet, swallowed hard

corner and reflect on your mistake!” she said,

walked to the corner without saying

make it difficult for him. After a while, she sighed and looked at Carlos, who was standing

eat

his temples and said, “Honey, you know I

you to have them.”

effect on him, so she changed her approach

“your daughter.”

No matter how reluctant Carlos was,

on disposable gloves and began to

Like Debbie.

chicken feet!’ Debbie’s Laughter was so loud that

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