Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677 Coquettish Women are the Luckiest

I agree that managing a household is challenging and that you can learn a lot from it. But can she at least take her eyes off of Alexander? Elise lowered her gaze as she tried to stifle her laughter. She sure is something. I can’t believe she’s sending herself up to Alexander’s doorstep even when he’s married. I don’t see the point in me playing nice if she wants to act so immorally. She will have to pay for targeting my man.

“Thank you, Miss Hawkins,” Elise decided to keep Sofia around, but Alexander snapped his head back to look at her with a frown after hearing her words. He spoke to her with his eyes. Can’t you tell that my mother left her in our house to cause trouble? His eyes seemed to say.

Elise only smiled at him, which made him more confused than ever. The more Alexander stared at her, the more he felt dejected. Has Elise fallen for Kenneth? Perhaps she doesn’t have feelings for my true identity anymore. Otherwise, how could a woman who loved her husband allow him to keep another woman at home? She must have fallen for Kenneth.

Alexander grew increasingly sad as he thought about this. “I’m not hungry. You guys can go ahead,” he uttered while standing up. After that, he pushed his chair aside before heading upstairs.

Alexander had never been a big eater, so Elise simply assumed that he wasn’t hungry. As she ate her meal, she thought about how she could make Sofia’s life miserable when she was in the house.

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A day passed in the blink of an eye. Alexander stayed in the study for the whole day, and Elise was hesitant to speak to him as she didn’t want to disturb him. Finally, when it was time for dinner, she knocked on the door gently as she passed by his door. “Why don’t you take a rest and have a meal with your wife, Mr. Griffith?”

He had been giving her the cold shoulder for the whole day, and he wasn’t about to give in just yet. He lifted his chest up a little without even glancing at Elise. “Fine. I’ll tell them to prepare supper for you, then,” she said before pretending to leave.

“Hold on!” He called for her before he walked out of the study with a grumpy look on his face. “Why can’t you be a little more coquettish with me?!” he mumbled as he slipped his hand into hers.

“Fine, fine…” Elise pressed her body against his. “Why don’t I start talking to you the way I talk to a kid the next time I ask you for dinner, huh? Would you like that?”

He let out a long sigh. She’s an intelligent woman. Can’t she tell that I’m angry? Is she smart, or is she actually an idiot? Regardless, she’s too adorable for me to be mad at her. So, why was I angry again? I can’t remember anymore. Forget it. What matters is that I have dinner with my wife!

They headed to the dining area, and Sofia ‘dutifully’ served them their meal. But, of course, her main intention was to take care of Alexander. “Mr. Griffith.” Sofia placed a pot of soup on the table in front of him. “I specially made this herbal soup for you. It helps to cool the body and rid you of any tiredness. You’ve been working the whole day, so this is perfect for you.”