Chapter 40
“I only agreed to let Momo stay. I didn’t say you can,”
Charmine reminded Anthony.
With a dignified look on his face, Anthony walked
toward her. “Apologies. Momo might have sudden
convulsions anytime throughout the night, so he’ll
need my help. It worries me to leave him alone here.”
“Mommy, just let Daddy stay. He can cook, do laundry,
and housekeeping. He can be handy!” Chris pleaded,
his voice charmingly adorable and cute.
Charmine frowned, though surprised still. “Your dad
does laundry and housekeeping?”
“Yes! You can ask him if you don’t believe me.” Chris
blinked at Anthony.
Anthony hesitated for a few seconds, and under
Charmine’s questioning gaze, he nodded. “Yes, I do.”
“Alright then, you’ll stay over and make u s supper.
Nothing too fancy. Just three dishes and one soup
should be fine, as long as it’ s healthy,” Charmine
ordered. Since no one was sending her supper
tonight, having someone to make her food was not a
bad idea.
After all, he volunteered to stay.
Charmine’s detailed order stunned Anthony for a
good few seconds. Nonetheless, he took off his suit
and carried the bags of fresh vegetables to the
kitchen. He had a rather attractive body with his
biceps bulging under his white shirt—utterly
muscular and attractive. Charmine could not help
herself as she stole glances of him from time to time,
her heart beating faster than usual.
How strange. She had seen all kinds of handsome
men, but why would her heart beat so fast when
Anthony was around?
“Mommy, I’m sleepy. Can you read me a bedtime
story?” Chris asked softly.
Charmine quickly snapped out of it and composed
herself. “Of course. Close your eyes and I’ll read you
one.” With that said, she carried Chris in her arms,
walked him to the bedroom, and laid in bed with
him.
Chris closed his eyes as told, his tiny body curled in
her arms as his head rested on her wrist. Gently as
she could, Charmine then began, “Once upon a time,
there was a big grey wolf…” 1
She was unaware of how her usual bold and unruly
voice became so gentle. Her face was filled with
warmth and love, nothing like herself. She assumed
that this storytelling session would take a while, but
she was surprised that Chris fell asleep after two to
three sentences. His breathing calmed and his hands
stopped fidgeting.
He fell asleep already?
She gently caressed Chris’ pouty face. Seeing as he did
not respond to her touch, she slowly maneuvered and
removed her arm from under his neck. She gently
covered him with a blanket and changed the room
temperature to 26 degrees Celsius before she tip-toed
out of the MOM.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Anthony was frowning in
front of the table filled with ingredients.
“Need help?” A teasing voice came from outside the
kitchen. i
Anthony looked over to see Charmine standing at the
door with her hands on her hips. She leaned against
the door and looked at him with a teasing grin.
Anthony did not flinch and kept his cool. ” Hmph. I’m
just deciding whether to steam or fry the dish.”
Charmine laughed him off. She walked over and
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