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.

cooking, ' surmised Ashley. When her eyes laid

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

cooking utensils she recognized, Ashley

strewn everywhere. Whether it was the floor or the counter-top, there were objects randomly placed. It looked charred

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

thought that she had written everything carefully. It was also clearly indicated how many milliliters of oil and how many teaspoons of salt she needed. Ashley

never expected that it would end this

couldn't help chuckling.

Amaia so lovely?' thought

Is there anyone else at home? You can ask them to help you

angry emoji was immediately sent

bed welcomed Andrew after

laugh?" he asked.

best to put on a serious air and replied, "Nothing."

went unnoticed to her that Andrew's eyes narrowed down in dissatisfaction with

stand that Ashley hid

over to Ashley and tried again, "What made you laugh

had lowered his voice. It was deeper than usual and was pleasant to hear. It made Ashley's heart skip a beat.

her ears. As she rubbed her ears, it was as if she could

never planned to hide anything from him at

Ashley and Amaia. Ultimately, he frowned towards the

laughing? This was the reason. She wanted to learn how to cook a dish but it somehow ended

was funny, but he still

went along with Ashley's words.

what you're playing at,

when she suddenly thought of something. "Well, does your

gazed at Ashley like looking at its prey and asked, "Why the

felt unhappy when Ashley talked about other

in his eyes was overlooked by Ashley. "Just casually asking. Amaia likes Johnny very much. I think they're suitable for each other. So, I

know," said Andrew.