The children are such a bad influence, how will they need that much food and eat all of it?

A plan must be made as soon as possible to get Evan to hate Nicole Lane.

Thinking of that, she whipped out her phone and sent a message…

Rose Garden.

The four kids sat around the table, eating spaghetti with meatballs and other simple dishes. It was nutritious yet easy to prepare.

The children each hugged their bowls as they wolfed the food down, giving out continuous praises. There was no difference in Kyle and Juan’s behavior.

However, Maya and Nina, who’d usually sit beside each other, were now sitting the furthest from each other. They each took a corner, refusing to look at each other.

Once in a while, they would give the other the stink eye, silently chastising the other in their hearts.

As she saw her two daughters’ behavior, Nicole just sighed. She reckoned that the two pouty girls would ignore each other for days.

Coincidentally, Evan who was heading towards the yard with the takeaway bumped into Nicole, who was carrying the empty pot towards the kitchen.

Upon seeing each other, the two stopped in their tracks.

The smell from the takeaway wafted into the air and immediately, Nicole could tell that Evan was here to bring food.

probably for Kyle and

immediately asked, “Where’s Kyle and

rooms playing.

glared at the empty pot in her

to wash the bowls and pots. They

food which he had

gently, he peered at the food in his hands.

“These…”

don’t let the kids eat too much at night.

nodded his head, though

felt that Nicole was respectful and polite to him all of a sudden, no longer rudely retorting. She

stood there in silence for a moment,

again reminded

as she felt

she told herself to calm down. Just avoid Evan and

in the past. It’s best to bury all

it was

watched him leave the backyard, before turning her gaze away and

room, Sylphiette saw the unopened food and was

didn’t want

food and she actually didn’t

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