He was fascinated and obsessed, wanting to rush up to her, hug her, and tell her he missed her.

But the reality was that he only dared to look at her from afar, and did not even dare to make a sound, for fear that she would see him.

They came closer and closer. As long as he called them softly, they could see him. But he came in such a hurry and eagerness that he hadn't thought about how to face her.

Just as they were about to see him, he turned and stood at the corner.

He had never been so cowardly in his life. Facing his lover and children, he chickened out.

"Mommy, can I make wontons tonight?" Amanda asked as she walked to the entrance of the neighborhood, taking Dolores by the arm.

Dolores looked down at her daughter and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to do that?"

"No, but I can learn."

Just as Amanda finished, Andrew said, "Then you eat your own wontons."

"Okay! Humph, I won't let you eat my wontons even if you want to," Amanda tilted her head and said loudly.

Andrew got worried, "What if the wontons you make have no fillings but only wrappers?"

"It won't happen. You have to trust me." Amanda took her brother's hand, "I've made dumplings before, have you forgotten? I have experience."

Amanda spoke like an adult. After saying that, she also patted Andrew's shoulder, "Don't worry."

"I remember that you made some dough last time, right? This time Daddy isn't here and no one will eat your dough."

and let go of Andrew's hand and took Dolores' hand, "Mommy, Mommy, look, my brother is so annoying. He doesn't trust

funny. Could praise make

Well, praise was needed. Otherwise,

best. You can definitely make

when Mommy

"Okay, you guys can do whatever you want,

they heard the helplessness in Dolores' tone and were amused

the neighborhood, and their voices grew lower

standing in place. Hearing their conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave

he felt at that time. The corners of his mouth lifted

simple. There were no flashy words, no exciting

Dolores lived from day

head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the people inside were doing at the

got out of the car, he glanced in the man's direction again. He just thought he had been mistaken. This time, he

a pity that such a good-looking man was a

have time for this. He walked quickly into the neighborhood. He came back on the noon flight, so he was later than Matthew, and Theresa shouldn't be back until tomorrow morning.

two kids making wontons. He changed his shoes and

to the table and saw the wontons on the table, partly exquisite and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed to the dough made by Andrew and Amanda, and asked, "What are

you."

let me eat them, I can grab some." Hearing Oscar's words, Amanda pulled

head, "I used

the bandits she'd seen on TV were bad

are bad guys, so are

"I'm

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