Warning My Mommy is A Savage

Chapter 40

“I only agreed to let Momo stay. I didn’t say you can,”

Charmine reminded Anthony.

With a dignified look on his face, Anthony walked

toward her. “Apologies. Momo might have sudden

convulsions anytime throughout the night, so he’ll

need my help. It worries me to leave him alone here.”

“Mommy, just let Daddy stay. He can cook, do laundry,

and housekeeping. He can be handy!” Chris pleaded,

his voice charmingly adorable and cute.

Charmine frowned, though surprised still. “Your dad

does laundry and housekeeping?”

“Yes! You can ask him if you don’t believe me.” Chris

blinked at Anthony.

Anthony hesitated for a few seconds, and under

Charmine’s questioning gaze, he nodded. “Yes, I do.”

“Alright then, you’ll stay over and make u s supper.

Nothing too fancy. Just three dishes and one soup

should be fine, as long as it’ s healthy,” Charmine

ordered. Since no one was sending her supper

tonight, having someone to make her food was not a

bad idea.

After all, he volunteered to stay.

Charmine’s detailed order stunned Anthony for a

good few seconds. Nonetheless, he took off his suit

and carried the bags of fresh vegetables to the

kitchen. He had a rather attractive body with his

biceps bulging under his white shirt—utterly

muscular and attractive. Charmine could not help

herself as she stole glances of him from time to time,

her heart beating faster than usual.

How strange. She had seen all kinds of handsome

men, but why would her heart beat so fast when

Anthony was around?

“Mommy, I’m sleepy. Can you read me a bedtime

story?” Chris asked softly.

out of it

your eyes and I’ll

With that said, she carried Chris

bedroom, and laid

him.

told,

arms as his head rested on her wrist. Gently

Charmine then began, “Once upon

a big

of how her usual bold and

gentle. Her face was filled

nothing like herself.

storytelling session would take a while,

surprised that Chris fell

breathing calmed and his

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

pouty face.

to her touch, she

from under

a blanket

degrees

out of the MOM.

kitchen, Anthony was frowning

of the table filled with

teasing voice came from

kitchen. i

looked over to see Charmine standing

on

looked at him with

and kept his cool. ” Hmph.

whether to steam

him off.

wrist to

and wait for me.

eyes matched the goading grin on

face.

did not shock her that

a high-ranking executive like him

make food?

the vegetables

she

on Anthony’s

Charmine cook with

she pressed

with one hand and chopped them

fluidly as she did.

wore casual long black pants

they flattered her alluring body. It

artist

reality, she was just preparing to fry

did, Charmine always seemed

stood by

unfolding before him. Not

prawns turned red in the

red

bowl and brought

walked past Anthony, she stopped short.

standing here for? G o grab us a

of it

in such a tone,