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.

knack in cooking, ' surmised Ashley. When her eyes laid on the photo, she realized she overestimated her

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

cooking utensils she recognized, Ashley would probably wonder whose kitchen it was.

Several unidentified objects were strewn everywhere. Whether it was the floor or the

intend for the kitchen to

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 how and why Amaia could fail with such a simple recipe.

did as you said. I never expected that it would end this way," said Amaia. At the end of her message, a desolate crying emoji

help

so lovely?' thought Ashley.

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

immediately sent her way.

the bed welcomed Andrew after an exhausting day in

you laugh?" he

on a serious air and replied,

Andrew's eyes narrowed down in dissatisfaction with her reply.

that Ashley hid something

Ashley and tried again, "What made you laugh just now? Can you share it

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

was as if she could still feel

had nothing to hide from him. She never planned to hide anything from him

records between Ashley and Amaia. Ultimately, he frowned towards the end

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

think it was funny, but he still nodded and

replied seriously as he went

what you're playing at,

thought of something. "Well, does

Ashley like looking at

unhappy when Ashley talked about other men.

casually asking. Amaia likes Johnny very much. I think they're suitable for each other. So, I want to be

know," said Andrew.