My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

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?”

Amelie realized that he was asking when the event would be held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still told him the answer.

on time,” he

Amelie was speechless.

early, so Amelie hadn’t had time to make breakfast

in

over to wheel Bria out of the

lying in Leo’s arms, staying quiet like a

little fingers were flipping through a

her, he read the

he didn’t seem as serious

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

Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and

removed Bria from

Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began pushing her

and looked at the

hint of envy in his

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

stood

frowned a little. He didn’t like her

Amelie was at a loss

would decline, and she didn’t mean to

said, so she couldn’t take back her

the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup for

the chicken soup, an

remembered that this was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she

anything as he picked up

quiet when he

while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across her

never thought that she could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their

to study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and

cooking, refusing to try even

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

though it was history, when she recalled it now, she still felt

a long

even now, and he was

this outcome a long time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her,

atmosphere at the dining table was awkwardly

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

dumplings. Mommy made them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a

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

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

course, she also wished that Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding never to

moment, his hand still holding the spoon as he looked

whispered harshly, trying