Read Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy [by Inked Snow] Chapter 11 – Not long after Neil sat down, the waiter began to serve Aura.

Neil reached out his hand to stop the waiter—who was delivering food to Aura—and asked with his big eyes blinking, “Hi, what’s this dish?”

The little boy was so cute and well-behaved that the waiter could not help but to stop and smiled at him. “This is filet mignon. If you want to eat it, ask your mom to order you one!”

Neil looked at the waiter with a smile and nodded. “Thank you, you’re very beautiful!”

The waitress, in her forties, was delighted by the little boy’s compliment, and even the steps of serving food became a lot lighter.

“Do you want to eat that steak?” asked the frowning Anne.

Neil smiled slyly. “No.”

“Then why did you just—” “Godmother,” interrupted Neil before Anne could finish.

“Let’s make a bet.”

The boy took Anne’s cell phone and started the stopwatch. “I bet that woman won’t be able to continue eating in ten seconds.”

Anne eyed him dubiously. “She just started eating.”

She gave Neil a side-eye. “Are you jealous she gets to eat steak?”

“Five, four, three, two…”

Neil put the phone on the table and continued the countdown triumphantly: “One.”

Smack!

Aura, who was not far away, threw her chopsticks onto the table as her face contorted into an ugly expression.

Anne was shocked as Aura rushed into the bathroom in embarrassment.

“What…?”

Smiling slyly, the boy lowered his head and started eating his spaghetti.

……

Aura stayed in the toilet for half an hour.

just had a bite of steak! Even if she ate something rotten,

slumped back to the table when she found a small note under

sentence written neatly in a clear and

piece of paper angrily. “Get me your

to see who was that bold and

sorry, Ms. Gibson, but the surveillance system in the store was hacked just now, and all the surveillance videos have

“You trash!”

monitoring room, she smashed the glass in her hand on the computer

the glass and the display made a loud,

must be Luna Gibson—it

……

10pm.

stopped in front

ended the last international call and got out of the car,

to his bedroom habitually, the man stopped. He turned his head and, glancing at the children’s room at the end of the corridor, walked

in the children’s

the children’s room, the butler greeted him, “Are you looking

his eyebrows slightly. “Where is

and there’s only a small bed in the children’s room… So, the little

carefully studied Joshua’s expression. “Should I go wake Luna up and bring the little princess

not speak but turned and went

intentions and quickly took out the key to open

pitch-dark save only a bedside lamp left lit beside the bed. His long legs brought him into the room as he looked at the two girls—an

was clad in pink, in her arms. Although the

sight made Joshua feel that the scene in front of him looked warm

self-deprecatingly; he must

him was just a maid who harbored ill-intentions, trying to get close to him for her own

while, the

be added

“Yes, Sir!”

was closed, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor drifted further

her eyes,

The night passed peacefully.

to make breakfast for Nellie. She also cooked an

cook breakfast for him back then when

if his taste had changed after six

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