The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chatper 542

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.

at?” he asked suspiciously.

you would look like after you gain weight,” she said. “Haha! Will the two of us become a couple of fatties when my cooking skill

end, her cooking skills seemed to have improved now, but she

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

yesterday, she wondered if

be much lower. By then, she would have

future, her expenses would only increase, so she needed to

She thought, “There’s another customer.”

all the remaining words got stuck in her throat. The smile on her face

at Amelia indifferently and said, “Give me one portion of each of the

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

you eat alone, you won’t finish

finish it or not, you about it.” After saying that, Warren walked to one

shouldn’t worry

was incompatible

order food.

was cooking while thinking about

front of him. It didn’t take long for the small square

only served ten dishes in total. Otherwise, that small square

served the last dish, Warren suddenly

trembled slightly. “People

I’m afraid I won’t be able to raise Aiden at

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