Chapter 370 Want to Take a Bet?

Fiona had a blank look on her face, then surprise flashed through her eyes. She stared at Alexander briefly before regaining her senses and said hurriedly, “No. Coat it with egg liquid first, then bread crumbs.”

“Let me try.”

“The disposable gloves are over there. It’ll be easier if you put them on.”

“Okay.”

Courtney was lying on the sofa, but she still picked up on the conversation in the kitchen. Although Alexander spoke very little, it was good enough for it wasn’t easy for him to take the initiative to speak.

By dinner time, both families had arrived.

Although it wasn’t the eve of the mid-winter holiday yet, it was no less lively right then in the house.

As Courtney and Alexander hadn’t had their wedding yet, Alicia proposed that Courtney celebrate the eve of mid-winter holiday at Alicia’s house, and once they got married, they could make their own decisions on where to celebrate it.

“Courney isn’t a fussy one. I’m sure that after they get married, they’ll be able to live a good life—as long as they trust and support each other, there is nothing else I’d wish for them.”

 

Alicia had always been frank and straightforward in her speech—she didn’t mince her words.

“Yes, I know.” Fiona nodded. “Courtney is a good child, and I have heard from Oliver that it was not easy for the two to have come together like this—I have always felt guilty that I was never able to take care of Alex well these years, so I’m really relieved and happy that he met Courtney.”

“Okay, now. We’re supposed to have a happy evening, so there’s no need to be so wistful.” Scott couldn’t bear to see such an emotional scene any longer, so he interrupted. “I mean, who could have an easy life in this world? Aren’t we all alright now?”

“Yes.” Courtney took over the conversation. She looked at Fiona and said, “When Alex and I get married, you will move in with us and help us take care of our children.”

Fiona was stunned for a moment. “No need. I’ll just live with Dad.”

come back to visit me these last few years, and as a result, I’ve gotten used to the peace. Enough of that; you just live with them and help look after their children. You can always come back

that his adopted daughter had never once visited him in the past years, the old man still held

that about her; if other

this, Courtney could see that the men in the Duncan

from America. In fact, Courtney was going to pick them up, but Gale stopped her through the call, saying that the Langley Family wanted them to go home for the

family accepted

ago—my mother is very understanding, and so is my

your family, though. There’s a chance

the tone of his voice that he was jumping about in excitement. “My parents are very open-minded; as long as I make it clear to them, they would accept it once they understand. If I lied to them and they found out about it later, they would never forgive me—at least not in this life—so I wouldn’t dare lie to them! This time, they’ve really recognized Cameron as their

when did I say I’d

the other end of the phone, and in a split second, she seemingly snatched the phone from Gale. “I’ll go over to

My door will always be wide open for you, but I am looking forward to seeing if you are willing to come back and

Courtney was sincerely happy

finally been lifted. She looked up to see Oliver sitting on the sofa watching TV, so she called out to him. “Stop watching the TV. I’m going out tonight to buy things

the ones getting married. Wouldn’t it

address Alex as his brother, as if he had secretly practiced to call him this way

night and only came back in the early morning.

to take a

looked at Courtney mysteriously. “I bet if

impossible.” Courtney looked doubtful. “He didn’t even have lunch—I’m

simple make-shift loudspeaker and shouted at the second floor master bedroom, “Alex! Courtney is going to buy wedding supplies. If you

was no

arms. “I told you. He’s probably sleeping like a log—he wouldn’t wake up even if there was a

and folded his

“5, 4, 3, 2…”

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