A Love Trap

Ever since Angelina arrived, Belinda could not take her eyes off the young woman.

Angelina had to lower her head out of embarrassment every time she saw the lady of the house looking at her with so much enthusiasm.

Belinda could not be any happier. This was her Camelia. She finally saw her. She teared up at the relief of finding her after a long time.

Martin went over to hug her shoulders and tried to calm her down. She tried to control her emotion.

"Mom, let's get inside and chat," suggested Jeremy.

"Right. I almost forgot. Angelina, come, let's go inside," Belinda said, leading the way.

"Maria, please bring the food out. It's time for dinner."

"You haven't had dinner, have you? I've cooked some dishes you would like."

She walked over to Angelina's side and clung to her arms. She had endless words to say to her. She badly wanted to talk to her daughter for as long as she could.

"You cooked it yourself?" Angelina asked, looking at her with surprise and disbelief.

Angelina could not fathom the idea that this lady who was a member of a wealthy family knew how to cook.

Since she entered the villa, she hadn't seen anyone else except two servants.

The two servants were both aged. One was the housekeeper, Li, who was in charge of house chores and transportation. The other one was Maria, the cook in the villa.

Belinda's heart jumped with joy when Angelina responded to her. She cheerfully responded to her daughter's question, "Sure! I cooked some dishes that you used to like when you were a kid, but I'm not sure if you still like them." As these words came out of her mouth, she started to get anxious.

The thought of Angelina not liking the dishes she prepared made her worry.

Angelina couldn't help but look at Belinda. She had kept her eyes on her since she arrived. This lady cooked personally when she heard that she was coming.

even pay much attention to her son when he greeted her just now. All her attention was solely on

never felt before.

mustered her courage and took her mother's hand. "Of course I will like them. I'm so glad I'd

the family came to the table, everything was already

couldn't believe that the daughter who had been

first. We can talk later after dinner," said Martin.

hungry now. Come, sit down,"

with her by the left side of the table. Jeremy

delectable feast that would

spareribs. I remember you liked them when you were a kid. Try one, see if it still tastes the same

into her plate and watched

sweet and sour spareribs very much. Moreover, she didn't have any memory of liking it even during her childhood. And now she knew that she didn't like it for sure.

a bite

a child who

plate, believing that

made her

hardly ate anything as she was busy

Camelia and eat with her was more than enough.

have to eat too. You put all the food into my plate. You

happiness. Her Camelia helping her take the food into her plate felt like a dream.

said she with a

are you crying?" Angelina felt at a loss

choked between her words. "No, I'm not crying. I'm just too happy, too

drew out a piece of paper napkin and gave it to her. "Okay, don't cry, Mom. You shouldn't cry if you're happy. Now that we

from him and dried her eyes. "Right. I'm happy. I shouldn't

dinner, they went to sit in the living room and watch

Belinda never let go of Angelina's hand, fearing she