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.

snapped out of

Close your eyes

With that said, she

to the bedroom, and

him.

eyes as told, his

his head rested

could, Charmine then began, “Once

was a big grey

unaware of how her usual bold and

gentle. Her face

and love, nothing like herself. She

this storytelling session would

Chris fell asleep

breathing calmed and

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

Chris’ pouty face. Seeing as he

touch,

from under his

a blanket and changed

to 26 degrees Celsius before she

out of the MOM.

kitchen, Anthony was

the table

help?” A teasing voice

kitchen. i

see

her hands on her hips. She

door and looked at him with a

did not flinch and kept his cool. ” Hmph.

to steam or fry the

him off. She walked over

his wrist to move

wait for me. Don’t ruin

Her eyes matched the goading grin

face.

that

high-ranking executive like him know

make food?

out the vegetables and

she started chopping

appeared on Anthony’s lips a s

cook with

ingredients, she pressed on

and chopped them

fluidly as she did.

casual long black pants topped with a

top, and they flattered her

a hot martial artist practicing with her

reality, she was just preparing to fry a

Charmine always seemed

Anthony stood by the

unfolding before him. Not

the prawns turned red in the wok—a

red

and brought it out of

she walked past Anthony, she stopped

here for? G o grab us a

it instantly. No

a tone, but since it