A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 284

Amelie looked up and was greeted by Giada, who was sporting a tight outfit. She was standing in a position that could show off her allure as much as possible, her gaze on Amelie. “You like Mr. Alston, don’t you?” she whispered. And her gaze stayed on Amelie. Gaze as piercing as a sword.

“No,” said Amelie coolly.

Giada tilted her head. “I see.” And then she left, swaying her hips.

Amelie had seen enough people to know that Giada liked Leo. The way she looked at him and the way she acted around him was enough proof. Another moth to the fire, huh? And she turned back as well.

Fiona helped her with the dishes. While the cameraman was elsewhere, she whispered, “You should stay away from Giada. And tell Blake to do that too.”

Amelie was surprised that Fiona would make that remark as the latter barely ever talked behind any actor’s back. Amelie only nodded in response.

Fiona liked that about Amelie. She knows everything, yet she knows what not to speak.

When they were done with the dishes, the gentlemen were already grilling the fish. They lathered the fish oil on the fish and turned them around on the grill.

Blake was there as well. He did not reek of the grease of an unkempt man. Even a crude job like fish grilling looked like art when he was doing it. The slivers of smoke that wafted into the air swirled around him, covering him in a veil of mystery, not unlike the protectors of the elf king behind a shield.

“Man, Blake’s the goal of every guy out there.” The cameraman snapped photos of Blake.

Not every man could have the air of grace and innocence Blake had. Even though he would choke on the smoke from time to time, Blake would keep up his smile, and everyone admired him for that.

Through her mask, Amelie looked at Blake, and a smile curled her lips. He’s a big boy now. No longer the dejected kid he once was. Now he’s happy and joyful. Wonder who’s going to be lucky enough to date him?

And then she was presented with a fish. “Here, done,” someone said. Amelie looked before her and realized that it was Blake. He was holding a piece of fish filet in his gloved hand. The skin of the fish was golden and crisp, but the flesh was white with fresh smoke billowing from it.

He cut a slice of the fish and fed Amelie with it.

Since Amelie had no gloves on, she gulped the fish right off his hand. “This is good.” She closed her eyes and sighed in enjoyment. Her face was gleaming, and she looked like a fairy dancing through the lush, verdant woods around her.

“Really?” Blake smiled like a child who just got complimented by his mother. His eyes were gleaming, but he was only gazing at Amelie.

Whoa. This is just as beautiful as the scene in the water. The cameraman quickly set the camera rolling.

“Don’t they look loving?” Noticing this, Ellen said, sitting on the boulder.

Leo was bandaging her wound, and he raised his head just in time to see that scene, and he balled his fist.