The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 520

Lillian looked around. There were many such food carts, and the foot traffic was also good.

“Since you haven’t had dinner yet, I’ll cook two portions of spaghetti for you. You should try my cooking,” Amelia said.

“Okay!” Lillian said with a smile, as she never had a taste of Amelia’s cooking before.

Rosalie looked at Amelia with concern and said, “What about you? You haven’t had dinner, right?”

“I’ll just eat something later. I run a food cart, so there’s no way I’ll go hungry!” Amelia smiled and quickly cooked two bowls of spaghetti for Rosalie and Lillian.

They huddled at a small square table and ate. Lillian praised Amelia’s cooking skills while eating, “This tastes much better than my mom’s.”

“Is the food at home still cooked by your mother?” Rosalie asked.

“Yes. Even though her cooking skills haven’t improved for decades, she still likes to occupy the kitchen. It didn’t help that my father would flatter my mother every time by telling her how delicious her cooking was. It only prevented her from) learning the truth about her cooking skills.”

The mention of the topic caused Lillian to complain helplessly. Her mom’s delusion was partly caused by her dad. Only when he couldn’t stand it any longer would he stop her mom from cooking under the pretext that she needed rest. Then, he would cook by himself.

“It shows that your father really loves your mother!” Rosalie said. In fact, she was envious of them. Although their relationship was ordinary and absent of drama, it was the small details in their lives that were heart-warming.

In the past, she hoped to enjoy such a relationship.

However, it had now become a luxury.

“Yes, they love each other.” Lillian shrugged and said, “By the way, how are you doing with Jonathan these days? Does he still insist on you playing along as part of his make-believe family?”

remembered that night. He told her that he wanted to start all over again and to love

didn’t

seemed to be seared in her mind. When it was late at night, it would flash through

again?” The silence of her friend immediately made Lillian

When she saw Callum’s name

me to come and pick you up?” Callum asked,

anymore. Amelia runs a food cart on Ocean Street in the evening, so we came here together. I drove today, so you don’t need to pick me up. Later, I will send Rosalie home before heading back. I’ll call you when I

“Okay,” Callum answered.

the call, someone kicked over a chair at the table next to them.

snarled, “What is this crap? How dare

other two men were also yelling about

three men seemed to be there

forward to calm the situation and apologize. “Why don’t I prepare a new portion for

after eating it? What

her to

don’t, you’ll never be able to do

shook it in front of Amelia as

Chapter?

eating watched the

the three of them were blackmailing her, but at that moment, she didn’t have any evidence to prove that the fly was planted by them. She could only grit her

almost the net profit of her

party was obviously not satisfied with

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