A Matter of Wife and Love

“Oh my gosh, it’s a fish. It’s massive!” Giada exclaimed softly.

The others saw it too, and they all appeared amazed. Who’d have thought?!

The fish had been spooked, and it swam right into their trap.

“Now!” commanded Fabian when the right time came.

With that, the three guys lifted the clothes.

Splash!

The water seeped through the clothes continuously and flowed back into the river, leaving a fish that was about five pounds flopping around in there.

At that, Fabian gathered the ends and sealed the fish inside, rendering it immobile as it swayed its tail helplessly.

“Incredible!” Everyone applauded.

Meanwhile, Amelie wiped the sweat off her forehead out of habit, only to remember she was wearing a mask when she touched it.

The camera crew was so amazed by Amelie’s unusual fish-catching method that instead of filming, they brought the large white container over.

With that, the fish slipped into it, taking up half the space.

“That’s a big grass carp,” commented someone who knew what type of fish it was.

Later, Fabian led a few guys to fill the container with water, and just like that, the fish no longer flopped around but swam calmly inside.

“You have to hand it to Foxy. She sure has her ways!”

Their praise became like nails on a chalkboard for Lilith, and her originally smug face turned beyond grim.

Jodie pouted as well, surprised that Amelie was so capable.

But surely Blakey wouldn’t like a barbaric woman like her. An unadulterated man like Blake will only like otherworldly women. Sure, Foxy’s image was passable before this, but now that her ugly side has come out, Blakey will be repulsed.

was standing in the water with his hands drooped by his sides and his pants rolled up. The droplets of water stuck to his fringe complimented his brilliantly bright eyes, which were locked onto Amelie intensely

was captivated by the man’s gaze, and she wanted nothing more than

clenched her fists, and the anger within

you, Foxy. How dare you steal my man?! Blakey’s

on the ground with all her

Take that, you vixen!

toes from overexertion, and she held her toes while grimacing in pain. Just

Team B caught another fish using the same method, and seeing that it was just about enough

fish using Foxy’s method, Team A

them were willing to stray from their image and do something like that. Besides, it was

everyone!” Chester announced, unable to

that, he glanced at Giada before striding

to the campsite

stood a distance away from Leo. She wanted to approach

really scary when his face was grim. She bit her lips

over and glared daggers at her. “What’s there to

back to the campsite, no longer daring to stay

deliberately swayed her shapely figure as she walked toward Leo after taking a gander at those returning to the bank and latched her amorous gaze onto the man. “Mr. Alston, I’m pretty skilled if I do say so myself, and I also know a few ways to whip up delicacies. I’ll find some stuff and make them for you later—only

she leaned in closer toward Leo, and her gaze practically told him what she wanted; her actions couldn’t be

as though he never heard a word she said. In fact, he

his impassiveness, for she had gotten a good grasp of Leo’s temperament after spending such a long time with him. Instead, she narrowed her alluring eyes while

B was highly motivated since they

guys voluntarily put

you know how to

perfect? It’s merely because I was a playful child, and my dad let me mess around because he

her father, who spoiled her.

fish using clothes,

weren’t for his coddling, she probably wouldn’t have come up with such a brilliant plan

amazing.” A hint of envy flashed across Fiona, and something hit her. “By the way, why would

help wondering if the crew

was just a guess. No way would the crew only give us pasta, and remember how they didn’t tell us anything about today’s challenge? I figured they would do

be wrong, though? What if they actually hid

answered, “They wouldn’t have done so. There’s no sign of anyone ever going

food was alive would they not have to worry about any accidents or infections, and the only best possible living

Amelie were at this point. With a brain like