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 and I’ll read

said, she carried Chris in

him to the bedroom, and laid in bed

him.

eyes as told, his tiny body

arms as his head rested on her wrist. Gently

could, Charmine then began,

was a big grey wolf…”

unaware of how her usual

Her face was

nothing

session would take

Chris fell

sentences. His breathing

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

pouty face.

to her touch, she slowly maneuvered

her arm from under his neck.

a blanket and

to 26 degrees Celsius before she

out of the MOM.

the kitchen, Anthony was

table

help?” A teasing voice came from

kitchen. i

see

hands on her

at him with a teasing

flinch and kept his cool.

whether to steam or fry

him off.

wrist to move him

go out and wait

eyes matched the goading

face.

did not shock her that he

high-ranking executive like him know how

make food?

took out the vegetables and

before she started

smile appeared on Anthony’s lips

Charmine cook

ingredients, she pressed

with one hand and chopped them with the

fluidly as she did.

long black pants topped with a

top, and they flattered her alluring

hot martial artist practicing with her

she was just

Charmine always seemed so

Anthony stood by

the scene unfolding

the prawns turned red in the wok—a

with bright red

brought

Anthony, she stopped

here for? G o

snapped out of it

such a tone, but since it