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 good friend's skill.

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

utensils she recognized,

Whether it was the floor or the counter-top, there

kitchen to

her mind and 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 was dumbfounded. She wondered

I never expected that it would end this

couldn't help

is Amaia so lovely?'

later. You'd better clean up the kitchen now. Oh, no. Let it be. Is there anyone else at home? You can ask

immediately sent

happily on the bed welcomed Andrew

laugh?" he asked.

as she did her best to put on a serious air and replied, "Nothing."

went unnoticed to her that Andrew's eyes narrowed down

Ashley hid something from

over to Ashley and tried again, "What made you

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

as if she could still feel him whispering to her. In response to Andrew, she showed her phone

to hide from him. She never planned to

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

reason. She wanted to learn how to cook a dish but it somehow ended up leaving

funny, but he still nodded and

he went along with Ashley's

know what you're playing at, ' snorted

suddenly thought of something. "Well,

he gazed at Ashley like looking at its prey and

unhappy when Ashley

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

know," said