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

“Of course. Close your eyes

said, she carried Chris in

to the bedroom, and laid

him.

told, his

as his head rested on

then began, “Once upon

a big grey wolf…”

unaware of how her usual

so gentle. Her face

and love, nothing like herself. She

would

surprised that Chris

His breathing calmed

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

gently caressed Chris’ pouty face.

respond to her touch,

from under

with a blanket

degrees Celsius before

out of the MOM.

in the kitchen,

of the table

teasing voice came

kitchen. i

looked over to see Charmine standing

her hands on

at him with

flinch and kept his cool.

steam or fry the

laughed him off.

on his wrist to move

go out and wait for

eyes matched the goading grin on

face.

her that he could

executive like him

make food?

out the vegetables and rinsed

she started chopping

faint smile appeared on Anthony’s lips a s

Charmine cook

she pressed on the

hand and chopped them

fluidly as she did.

black

flattered her alluring body. It

martial artist

was just preparing to fry

she did, Charmine always

confident. Anthony stood by

scene unfolding before him.

turned red in the wok—a

filled with bright red prawns. She

brought it

she walked past Anthony,

you standing here for? G o grab

of it instantly. No one

to him in such a tone, but