Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 214

That plate of meat seemed delicious. Amy couldn't help but eat it. The meat was soft and tender, which was finger-licking good, especially with spice on it.

"It tastes really good," Amy said sincerely. However, it was more than a compliment. She intended to let down Richard's guard.

"I'll go get some vegetables for you. They are tasty too. However, Allen cannot take the spicy food as you do. I'll cook separately." Richard was running around, but he found it meaningful.

He didn't care who Allen's father was. He loved Allen.

"Allen, can your father cook?" Richard whispered to Allen.

"My Dad? I don't know. Chefs cook for us." That sounded reasonable. How could Allen know whether his father could cook if Allen had never seen him?

But Richard misunderstood Allen. From Richard's point of view, what Allen meant was that they didn't need to cook.

"So, what do you think of my cooking?" Richard asked.

"I like it! It would be great if I could enjoy your cooking every day." Allen's corner of the mouth was filled with grease.

Richard felt high-spirited with Amy and Allen's praises.

At the end of the dancing performance, dancers walked down and invited everyone to dance together.

Everyone danced around the campfire hand in hand. Richard danced too, with Allen on the left and Amy on the right.

Holding their hands made him sweat. He was afraid that Amy would let go of his hand.

But Amy didn't. Her attention was on dancers. She imitated the dancer's movement and danced well.

They planned to go hiking the next morning, so they were ready to leave when they were done eating.

Allen fell asleep. Richard carried him on his back and slowly walked towards the villa.

Amy followed behind him. She had no idea where Hilary and Hannah had gone. Richard and Amy were like a couple, which made Amy feel awkward.

"Mr. Carter, I can take Allen back by myself. I've got used to it." Amy said.

"Miss Newell, I'm your assistant and this is my job. Don't worry. I'll take Allen back and then leave." Richard had kept mentioning his title as her assistant.

It was a logical explanation, but she felt something was wrong.

Richard put Allen on the bed. After taking off Allen's clothes and shoes as well as tucking him in, Richard left.

Although Richard was clumsy, Amy felt touching.

'What are you thinking? He is so nice to me just for something. Stop thinking of him!' Amy shook her head. She needed to put him out of her mind.