The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 542

The car drove to one of the parts of Ocean Street. Moving further up, food stalls lined the side of the road.

Warren asked the driver to pull over, and then he got out of the car alone.

“Mr. York, if you want to have midnight snacks here, I can recommend a few,” the driver said.

“No need,” Warren refused and walked toward the bustling place ahead.

In Warren’s opinion, the food stalls and carts were incomparably simple. He wouldn’t go to such a place at all on normal days.

However, that day, he finally caught a glimpse of a slender figure.

In the bustling crowds, even if the figure was mixed in it, he could still catch sight of her at first glance. She was so thin, wearing old brown clothes and pants and an apron. She was really different from before when she was by his side.

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At that moment, Amelia was cooking the dishes with her head down. The hot air from the pan billowed toward her beautiful face. Her movements were skillful, and even with her slender arms, she was effortlessly cooking the dishes like an expert.,

Warren suddenly thought of the past when she said that she would cook for him, but it turned out to be a mess. Finally, he made some tomato soup with carrots and they both had a wonderful meal together.

At that time, she said with a smile, “Warren, just wait. I will definitely make a delicious meal every day in the future! I will definitely be a good wife and keep you plump!”

Then, she burst into laughter.

laughing at?” he asked suspiciously.

would look like after you gain weight,” she said. “Haha! Will the

cooking skills seemed to have improved now, but she was thinner

and served them to customers, she sighed tiredly. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and felt a

those troublemakers didn’t come yesterday, she wondered if they would

of people here, so a small business like hers could still make some money. If she went to another place, her income would be much lower. By then, she would have less money to raise Aiden. Not to mention,

expenses would only increase, so she needed

another customer.” Amelia quickly raised her head and put on a smile. “Sir,

the remaining words got stuck in her throat. The smile on her face froze instantly, and her face turned pale.

looked at Amelia indifferently and said, “Give me one portion of each of the dishes you have here.”

of the man in front of Amelia sounded so close yet, at the same time,

Mr. York. If you eat alone, you

up a stall to make money, and I spend money on food. As for whether I can finish it or not, you about it.” After saying that, Warren walked to one of the empty tables and

shouldn’t worry

appearance was

come here and order food. She wondered, “What is

while

to a small square table in front of him. It didn’t take long for the small square table to be filled with

ten dishes in total. Otherwise, that small square table would not

dish, Warren suddenly said, “You’re better at cooking now

trembled slightly. “People

thought, “If I behave like I used to, I’m afraid I won’t be able to