I Left My CEO Husband. His Empire Fell novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220

But then she thought again and guessed who the boxed lunch was for, just feeling strange, “Could it be that Ms. Acosta has had a change of heart?”

She brought a boxed lunch to Dwayne’s office, where he was standing behind the floor to ceiling window, talking to someone.

After a moment, Margaret knocked on the door, “Mr. Lambert,” she said, waiting for him to finish talking.

Dwayne put away his phone, “What’s up?”

“Breakfast delivered by Ms. Acosta to you.”

Dwayne’s gaze fell on the bento box in her hand, and he squinted.

Last night she made dinner, and this morning she made breakfast…

Mingming used to always do some useless things like before, but it was completely different this time.

For Rogelio’s sake, she was serious.

He lowered his gaze and said, “Let it go.”

Margaret set down her lunchbox when suddenly, a milky voice came from outside the door, “Dwayne!”

Brenden happily ran in, followed by Sonia.

Dwayne frowned and watched as the child ran up to him, “Didn’t you hurt your knee? Why are you still bouncing around?”

“But the wound didn’t hurt anymore, I can walk now!”

Sonia took his small backpack and said, “When we went to the hospital for the X–ray, didn’t the doctor also say that there was no bone injury? Skin wounds heal quickly, and Brenden also wants to go to the amusement park.”

Brenden grabbed Dwayne’s hand and said, “Yes, Dwayne, you promised me!”

Dwayne didn’t want to embarrass the child, so he just nodded and said, “Okay.”

When Sonia put down her backpack, she saw a lunch box on the table, clearly not takeout, but delivered by someone.

She opened the lunch box lid, and it turned out to be fried rice with ham?

Who did it!

Was it Dorothy?

She suppressed the fierceness in her eyes and smiled at Dwayne, “Dwayne, Brenden hasn’t had breakfast yet. I see there’s a plate of ham fried rice on the table, but you don’t like to eat these snacks. Why not let Brenden have it?”

She had known Dwayne for ten years and was familiar with his preferences.

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Margaret rolled her eyes to the sky.

I have seen a bitch.

I have never seen such a “bitch” beforet

Dwayne played with Brenden on the sofa, and when he heard this, he casually crossed his arms on the back of the sofa and said, “Fried rice is greasy and not nutritious. Is it suitable for children to eat?”

Sonia choked, reaching out to pick up the lunch box, “Then I’ll just throw it away.”

“That was Margaret’s.”

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