Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband novel Chapter 99

Early in the morning, the sun shone lazily through the window into Chapmans' Villa.

In the kitchen, Fabian was wearing armor-like clothes, with an iron mask in one hand and a shovel in the other. He stood on the stool and was focus on the fried meatballs in the pot nervously.

The fried meatball made a sizzling sound, and Fabian couldn't help shouting, "Brother, will it explode?!"

"Oh my god! I won't ignite our kitchen, will I?"

"When will this fried meatball be cooked? It's been 30 seconds!"

"It's noisy."

At the other end of the kitchen, Elijah was comfortably arranging the chopped vegetables and fruits in a very eye-catching manner.

"Brother..."

The sound of Fabian was still ear-piercing.

The young man finally frowned impatiently and looked up at him. "First of all, natural gas is very safe. As long as it doesn't leak out, it won't explode easily."

"Second, I made a small fire for you. Our kitchen won't be so fragile."

"Third, 30 seconds is just the beginning. You have to be patient."

After that, he glanced at the armor on Fabian with disgust. "I remember that it costs $20,000, right?"

Fabian paused and nodded. "I think so."

He had taken a fancy to this armor when his grandfather took him to an exhibition.

His grandfather doted on him, so he bought this expensive armor and gave it to him.

Elijah rolled his eyes at him and pulled him down from the stool. "You don't have to be so exaggerated for frying a meatball?"

With this, the little Elijah lifted his leg and stood on the stool with a shovel in his hand. He turned over the fried meatball bravely and carefully.

However, something went wrong. Elijah didn’t well control the time, making the meatball burned.

So he carefully turned to another meatball.

It was burned again.

Fabian pouted with dissatisfaction. "Brother! You broke my meatball!"

This was special meatball he was going to make for his mommy!

It was broken by his brother twice!

Elijah frowned. "It's just an meatball. I'll fry another one for you."

"I don't want it. I want this meatball!"

Fabian got angry and began to make a big noise in the kitchen. "Brother, you pay for my meatball!"

"Why did you break my meatball?"

Upstairs...

As soon as Lottie got dressed and went downstairs, she heard the loud voice of Fabian downstairs.

She paused violently.

"I only have two meatballs. Brother, you broke them all for me!"

"I'm injured!"

"Brother, pay for my meatballs!"

Lottie, "..."

Is that really the ‘meatballs’ that came to her mind at once?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Lottie had stopped on the stairs without moving, the man behind her frowned and hurriedly walked over.

So he also heard the angry voice of Fabian downstairs.

Ralph, "..."

The man frowned, bypassed Lottie, and strode downstairs. "What's going on?"

Hearing his father's voice, Fabian seemed to have found a savior in an instant.

He ran into Ralph's arms with an aggrieved look. "Daddy, Brother broke my meatballs!"

"He hurt me and smiled. He didn't apologize to me and compensate me for my loss!"

Ralph turned nervous.

He quickly carried Fabian and strode out.

Fabian, who was still wearing armor, panicked. What was his father doing?

"Prepare a car and go to the hospital."

The man ordered in a low and cold voice.

Fabian was at a loss.

Elijah frowned and instantly understood what his father had misunderstood.

The young boy laughed deadly that he couldn't stand up straight. "Daddy, Fabian is fine. You don't have to go to the hospital."

"I broke his fried meatballs."

Elijah added silently, "It's even more important that you don't trust us. No matter what others say, my brother and I will definitely believe in you."

Ralph agreed, "Me, too."

Fabian glanced at Elijah. The two brothers exchanged glances.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

"We made this for Mommy. It’s our chance to confess our love to her. We don’t want to share this chance with you!"

"If you want to confess to Mommy, why don't you cook a meal for her personally?"

"You are not sincere!"

Ralph, "..."

He glanced coldly at the two little guys opposite the table. "It seems that you two are very free today."

"Why not you play chess with grandpa and you practice boxing with uncle?"

Elijah, "..."

Fabian, "..."

The two little guy's face turned pale and they turned to look at Lottie at the same time. "Mommy, help!"

Lottie, who was eating, paused slightly.

"Well..."

She pursed her lips. Just as she was about to say something, her phone rang.

It was the chief director.

The woman hung up the phone. "Well, it's time for me to go to work."

After that, she quickly finished her breakfast and left with her backpack.

Only father and sons were left, staring at each other.

"Elijah is going to play chess with Grandpa while Fabian is going to practice boxing with Uncle."

"We won't go!"

Fabian stiffened his neck. "We didn't do anything wrong!"

Elijah said calmly, "Mr. Chapman, please calm down."

"If you punish us..."

The little fellow raised his head and looked at Ralph fearlessly. "You will understand what it feels like being unable to sleep with your wife every night."