I Got Married Without You

Chapter 1170 Your hands are for drawing designs, not for cooking.

Amelia tried to get off his lap, but he held onto her waist and

wouldn’t let her go.

“Sit still, I’ll feed you.”

She wanted to refuse, but was afraid of his nagging, so she obediently sat there, waiting to be fed.

Before James fed her, he did something unusual and took out his phone to take a picture.

She leaned over to take a look and saw that he was editing his social media post. She widened her eyes in surprise.

“You’re not really going to post this on social media, are you?”

His Adam’s apple moved slightly as he made a soft “mm” sound.

He wanted to let Sebastian know that he also had a wife who brought him food.

“If you want to post it, go ahead. But why did you tag Sebastian?”

“I don’t like him.”

Your hands are

anyone from the Evans

“No.”

he finished posting, he put down his phone, picked up the spoon, and fed Amelia the first bite, and

her food.

him, propping her chin

a clean freak, but he never

really loved her.

sweet in her heart and

with him like this, hoping that heaven

the insulated

his palm, and lifted his beautiful star-like eyes to look at

this anymore. Your hands are

who was standing, leaned slightly

man’s ear:

you lunch every day at noon. Let’s see who can keep

eyes filled with sunshine that was as bright as the one outside the floor-to-ceiling window, making his

curve.

are you so good

great. From now on, a chef