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

“Of course. Close your

that said, she carried Chris in

him to the bedroom, and laid

him.

closed his eyes as told,

arms as his head rested on her

Charmine then began, “Once

big grey

how

Her face was

love, nothing like herself. She

session would take a

was surprised that Chris fell

sentences. His breathing calmed

stopped fidgeting.

He fell asleep already?

caressed Chris’ pouty face. Seeing as

her touch, she slowly maneuvered

arm from under his

him with a blanket and changed

degrees

out of the MOM.

in the kitchen, Anthony was frowning

table

voice came from

kitchen. i

see Charmine standing at

her hands on her hips.

at him with a

did not flinch and kept his

steam or

off. She walked over

his wrist to move him

and wait

eyes matched the goading grin on

face.

did not shock her that he could not cook.

executive like him know

make food?

the

water before she started

appeared on

Charmine cook

the ingredients, she pressed on the

with one hand and chopped them with the

fluidly as she did.

black pants topped with

top, and they flattered her alluring body. It

a hot martial artist

reality, she was just preparing to fry

Charmine always seemed

by the side as

scene unfolding before

turned red in the wok—a

filled with bright red prawns.

a bowl and brought

walked past Anthony, she

here for? G o grab us

it instantly.

in such a tone, but since it