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

course. Close your

that said, she carried

him to the bedroom,

him.

as told,

his head rested on her wrist. Gently

could, Charmine then began,

big grey wolf…”

was unaware of how

Her face

love, nothing like herself.

storytelling session would take a while,

Chris fell asleep

sentences. His breathing calmed

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

gently caressed Chris’ pouty

touch,

from under his neck.

him with a blanket and changed the

degrees

out of the MOM.

kitchen, Anthony was frowning

table filled with

teasing voice came

kitchen. i

see Charmine

on her hips. She leaned

at him with

kept his cool.

whether to steam

him off.

wrist to move

fine, go out and wait

the goading grin on

face.

did not shock her that he could

like

make food?

took out the

water before she started

faint smile appeared on Anthony’s lips a s

Charmine cook with full

the ingredients, she

one hand and chopped them with the

fluidly as she did.

casual long black pants topped

and they flattered

artist practicing with her

in reality, she was just preparing to fry a

did, Charmine always seemed

by

the scene unfolding before him. Not

the prawns turned red in the wok—a

with bright red

and brought it out of

walked past Anthony,

here for? G o grab us a

of it

to him in such a tone, but since it