A Love Trap

"Yes. I can be assured now. It will be better if I can have a great-grandson soon. Then, I'll be more relieved and contented."

Porter drew back his lips as he grinned and said, "You're right, Mr. Lu. You can be at ease that Mrs. Ashley will be able to give birth to a great-grandson for you."

After they returned to the villa, Ashley and Andrew spent the entire afternoon in the there.

They were going to work the next day.

A faint afterglow escaped from in-between the curtains. The aroma of the food prepared by Ashley drifted through the air while a warm atmosphere enveloped the two as they had their dinner. After she took her shower, Ashley remembered Amaia asking to be taught how to cook.

The light from the chatbox glowed against her face as she pondered over which recipe would be easy enough for a beginner. It wasn't too long before she settled for scrambled eggs with tomatoes. A simple, light, and hearty dish.

Amaia had never tried to cook anything before. And so, Ashley wrote down everything clearly. She included the necessary ingredients and even a step by step procedure. It was detailed to how much oil to use and how much salt to add.

Ashley made sure nothing was missing and confirmed all the details before she sent it to Amaia.

Amaia quickly replied to her with a question mark.

"Didn't you mention it before? About how you wanted to learn how to cook? I wrote down the ingredients you needed and the instructions how to actually cook it. Just do it as I've written."

"Okay," said Amaia.

After a while, no messages came from Amaia. She must have followed Ashley's advice down to a tee.

Without much thought, Ashley logged in to her Weibo and browsed through it.

As Ashley laughed her heart out from watching hilarious videos, a message finally came from Amaia.

Ashley immediately stopped browsing Weibo and instantly opened her WeChat.

Amaia had sent her a photo.

Ashley wondered if Amaia had finished cooking.

her eyes laid on the photo, she realized she overestimated her

attention of her curious eyes. A kitchen. It was a photo of a kitchen. However, the said kitchen

recognition. If it wasn't for the cooking utensils she

was messy. Several unidentified objects were strewn everywhere. Whether it was the floor or the counter-top, there were objects randomly placed.

Did you intend for the kitchen to be in ruins?"

It was also clearly indicated how many milliliters of oil and how many teaspoons of salt she needed. Ashley

it would end this way," said Amaia. At the end of her message, a desolate crying emoji

help chuckling.

is Amaia so

I will teach you again later. You'd better clean up the kitchen now. Oh, no. Let it be. Is there anyone else at home? You can ask them to help you clean up the

immediately sent her way.

of Ashley laughing happily on the bed welcomed Andrew after an exhausting day in the company dealing

laugh?" he

best to put on a serious air and replied, "Nothing." She didn't want

eyes narrowed down in dissatisfaction

that Ashley hid something from

walked over to Ashley and tried again, "What made you laugh just now?

his voice. It was deeper than usual and was pleasant to hear. It

her ears, it was as if she could still feel him whispering

never planned to hide

Amaia. Ultimately, he frowned towards the end and stared at the

learn how to cook a dish but

funny, but he still nodded

replied seriously as he went along with Ashley's

you're playing at, ' snorted

rolled her eyes at Andrew when she suddenly thought of something. "Well, does your assistant, Johnny, have a girlfriend?" she asked.

narrowed dangerously as he gazed at Ashley like looking at its prey and asked, "Why

unhappy when Ashley talked

in his eyes was overlooked by Ashley. "Just casually asking. Amaia likes Johnny very much. I

don't know," said Andrew.