Chapter 233

When Amelia put the steaming hot chicken soup on the table, Milton took an exaggeratedly deep, intoxicated breath, "It smells so good!" Patrick looked to Milton and said gloomily, "Mr. Cook, could you please express more clearly whether it is my wife's fragrance or the soup's?" Milton hesitated, deep down of course it was Amelia who smelled better, but could he answer that way?

Of course not, answering like that is no different than being a hooligan.

Milton retorted, "I'm talking about soup, I wonder what Mr. Hopper is referring to?"

But what was the essential difference between Patrick and Milton? That was because he was Amelia's real husband, and it was legal for him to flirt with Amelia!

He put his arm around Amelia's shoulders, his high nose rubbing against her smooth neck, and lifted his head to provoke Milton, "The soup tastes good, but it's Mrs. Hopper who's more delicious." Milton was pissed off at him, and he even regretted saying yes to Amelia's invitation, which was simply self-inflicted.

Amelia cleared her throat and was somewhat embarrassed, held out her hand to Milton, "Milton, pass the bowl over here for a moment and I'll help you with the soup to warm your stomach first." Milton suddenly cheered up and answered, "Okay!" Then he handed the bowl to Amelia.

Patrick was sitting in the middle of Amelia and Milton, raised his hand to catch Milton's bowl and blocked Amelia's hand by the way. "You're not convenient to do so. Let me do it."

Amelia was confused, she might have misunderstood Patrick, he was taking care well of Milton.

Milton's state of mind was the polar opposite of Amelia's, he didn't want Patrick's help at all, he wanted Amelia to take care of him!

They each held different edges of the same bowl, and for a while, neither of them let go.

baffled, was this bowl that good? Why were they both

reluctantly said, "Since Mr. Hopper is so generous, I don't need

began

it over and said with a faint smile,

always delicious." Milton reached

of their conversation and marveled at how quickly the men had become attached to each other. Patrick observed with pleasure as Milton took his first sip of soup and

Is it

Amelia's carefully prepared plates of

to Amelia in an act of kindness, "Director Cook

was coughing so hard that he couldn't speak, Amelia

moment of relief, Milton shuddered and held out his index finger to Patrick and burst into tears,

her since this afternoon, it can be said that she didn't leave every inch of it, if you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself when

never liked wasabi as a child, he coughed when he ate wasabi, Amelia knew him well

up fiercely from his chair and reached for Patrick's neck,

footsteps called Milton's senses back to him, and it was the returning

Amelia handed him, covered his mouth and turned

was embarrassed today! Milton was going to be

Patrick pulled her aside, "He's coughing all the time, maybe it's the flu, you don't get so close, watch out for the

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