NovelEnglishChapter 656 I cast my eyes down. "You're pretty blunt." She sighed. "Bow to the forces of evil." The mockery behind those words was too strong. I frowned and said, "If you want us to be on good terms, at least stop makingfeel uncomfortable when you talk." She nodded. "Sure." As we were employees of this restaurant, it would not be a good place to eat and talk. Therefore, we went to a nearby restaurant instead.
When the dishes were served, Fiona did not intend to touch the cutleries first. She looked atand asked, "I f you're Carlson's daughter, why did you cto a small place like Zenon and beca waitress here?" I pursed my lips. "Because of sthings." She smirked. "It's because you becTheo's mistress?" My hand that was holding the fork and knife paused. I cast her a hostile glance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Honestly, your identity is a competitive one, so why are you hiding?" I put my cutleries down and said, "It seems irrelevant t o tell an outsider like you what is the relationship between him andand why I chere." She shrugged. "You don't want to tellbecause you think it's embarrassing for a titled lady like you not to be openly acknowledged." Her words were unpleasant to hear.
I frowned. "If you want to know more about these gossips, maybe you should spend stwatching the entertainment news channels." I got up and planned to leave, having no appetite to eat anymore.
She followedoutside and said mockingly," Because you can't touch Cindy, whom Theo is backing, nor can you touch Serena Zoel, the actress who participates in all sorts of events with him. That's why you're taking it out on me, a mere county girl? Wanda Lane, why are you hurtingjust because you're unhappy?" She firmly believed that I was Theo's mistress, huh? I found it extremely absurd and turned around to look blankly at her. "Let's not talk about whether I'm Theo's mistress or not. If you think I'm the one who put you in this current predicament, then lettell you something. A person who does no self-reflection and puts the blon others even though she is at fault will never be happy." At this point, there was nothing left for us to talk about. I turned around and left after saying those words.
When I got home, Munchkin had been brought hfrom school by Theo. He was holding a watermelon in his arms and sitting on the sofa, scooping out the watermelon with a spoon while watching television.
When he saw me, he put the watermelon on the coffee table and jumped off the sofa. "You're finally back, Mommy!" Having said that, he threw himself into my arms.
"Did you behave yourself in kindergarten today?" I asked, stroking his little head.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Of course, I did. The teacher even complimented me." His voice was tender. "Mr. Theo made sbarbecue. We're waiting for you to start." Seeing that Theo was not in the kitchen, I asked," Where is he?"
Munchkin looked at the yard. "He said that sof your clothes shouldn't be washed in the washing machine, so he went to the yard to wash them by hand." I was stunned. He went to the yard? What clothes should not be washed with the washing machine?
I saw the man squatting by the laundry tub scrubbing the clothes, He had already changed out of his usual dark black suit and was wearing the warm-colored pajamas I bought for him in the city the other day.
He was used to wearing high-quality and exquisitely tailored clothes, so I thought he would hot wear it. I did not expect him to actually wear them. My gaze moved down to the clothes in his hands and I immediately blushed.
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