Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

The spaghetti that Anna cooked was not inferior to the dishes at the main meal.

On the table were six beautiful plates on which there were traditional meatloaf,ired chicken shepherd‘s pie, mac ‘n‘ cheese, roasted tacos, and tuna salad,

Anna filled a large plate with spaghetti for Wayne, added the sauce and the side dishes into it, and said, “Stil the spaghetti, and then you can eat it. It‘s very delicious.”

Alter saying that, she couldn‘t wait to fill another plate of spaghetti for herseli Holding the warm plate with his hands, Wayne gazed affectionately at her,

Generally speaking, those from rich families would always ask the maids and the cools to prepare food for them, and they just needed to wait to eat ready–cooked meals,

And Wayne had also lived like this since he was a child, He seldom saw his family cool and rarely ate the food cooked by his family,

At this moment, seeing Anna prepare food for him, he was touched and was reminded of both the happy and unpleasant memories of his childhood,

After eating a few mouthfuls of spaghetti, Anna felt very satisfied, From the corner of her eyes, she saw that Wayne still didn‘t stir the spaghetti,

“Why don‘t you eat it?” she asked in confusion. After thinking for a moment, she asked in a low voice, “You don‘t like it?”

“No, I like it.” Wayne answered, “Then go head and eat it before it gets cold.”

Then Anna said with an awkward smile, “You don‘t know how to stir them in the right way? Let me help you stir it, will you?” As she spoke, she reached her hand to Wayne‘s plate

“No, thanks,” Wayne said as he picked up the fork and began to stir the spaghetti by himself.

“I was not laughing at you” Anna, who thought that she was quite impolite just now, tried to explain. “In the past, when I lived at home, I never cooked or did housework. My stepmother and my sister were also like this because the maids would do anything for us.”

It was the first time that she had talked about her family with Wayne so Wayne was a little surprised

“Did your stepmother treat you well?” he asked gently “What do you think?” Anna asked helplessly and gave him a meaningful look

my stepmother treated me well, how could Allie and I be in such a bad relationship? How could Allie slander me and

and asked, “You don‘t care about their

mouthful of spaghetti and said, “They are not that important

well and were

that he had touched

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sorry for her. Then he immediately

that my mother died of illness. Even my grandfather also said so. But if my father didn‘t do anything that made

hate your

had treated me badly, I would have hated him. But he had been treating me very well since I was a child and was partial to me. He has never done anything bad to me. But I can‘t let

scratch and established the Gabriel Group. If Anna‘s mother hadn‘t given him all her savings as the start–up capital, the Gabriel

hate your father,” Wayne said, looking at Anna

mother and him,” Anna raised her

After all, he‘s my father. If you were me, what would you

said in a cold and deep voice, “I would have kicked him and the mistress out of my

at Wayne in surprise. “I‘m full,” Wayne said and then put down the fork on

feel the anger in his tone and action. Wayne then walked upstairs and went back to his room on

receding figure, Anna was confused and wondered, Did I say

the master bedroom on the second floor, the light was dim. Wayne opened a book at the

person on it. And in the other half was a little boy who rode on the shoulder of

his hand tightly with his knuckles turning white. Staring at the man in

many years, he had never thought that what he had done

caused the death of his father. Therefore, Wayne drove his mother away out of anger. He didn‘t think it was not wrong for