My Sugar And Your Spice

Amelie hurriedly tried to break free.

Suddenly, she was lowered down. She had been placed in a car seat.

She swiftly darted out of Leo's arms and clung tight to the seat.

Bang.

The door gently closed.

The next thing she knew, he was getting in the driver's seat.

Then, the car started.

That was all done in the space of a few seconds.

"Hey!" she called out, confused by his actions.

However, she saw him tap and swipe at the car navigation system to enter the address of her home in Halport.

Was he... driving her home?

She stared at him in shock.

"It has been a long time since I've seen Bria. I want to visit her," he said.

He said that with a straight face.

If her memory was right, those two had just met a while ago.

Leo drove quickly, and in a few minutes, they were already on the highway.

It was already too late for her to say anything.

It was nearly midnight by the time they arrived at her home.

Steven was not home yet.

As Toby dragged her away without giving her time to prepare, Amelie had to ask her neighbor, Mrs. Levine, to babysit Bria.

When the two of them arrived, Bria was fast asleep in Mrs. Levine's home.

Amelie repeatedly apologized for how late it was while Leo walked over to tenderly lift Bria into his arms.

Even so, she was awoken by the shift. She stared at Leo while drowsily rubbing her eyes.

He looked down at her and kissed her on the forehead.

Her lips spread into a wide grin. "Dada."

She then wormed into his embrace, shuffling around to find a comfortable spot before going back to sleep.

Mrs. Levine watched their interaction with wide eyes and gave Amelie a nudge. "The child's father is a great man. He's handsome and knows how to take care of kids."

That rendered Amelie speechless.

When they headed back to her home, he acted as though he was only there because he wanted to see Bria.

entire time, never once leaving it.

Amelie walked past, she spotted him carefully wiping Bria's face with

were solemn. The usual stern look on his face was tinged with the softness

sleepwear from her

been exhausted on the car ride over, but she did not

she was back in her domain,

clothes before heading

to bed and

at dawn when her

was now in charge of making Bria breakfast.

got up and headed to the kitchen.

the shadow of a man in the

her father had returned.

around to face her.

dressed in Steven's sleepwear.

startled.

she recalled he had driven her home

had left her father's sleepwear on the couch as a precaution. Based on what she knew of him, she thought he would have

not,

never liked sleeping anywhere apart from his own bed. Unless he had no choice,

This...

call "Dad". His gaze swept past

today. Every second of being looked at made her feel as if her clothes might vanish.

look in his eyes was so impressionable that she found

from yesterday and instinctively retreated far away from him.

though. "Breakfast will be ready

and changed out of her sleepwear. She then headed over to

they were ready, there was already a large bowl of steaming hot soup waiting for them in the middle of the table. Combined with the fresh parsley, they

She hurriedly scrambled over to get Leo to serve

soup bowl and ladled some into it. That way, the soup

squinted her eyes with pleasure as she took a tiny spoonful of soup.

"It's delicious!"

before serving Amelie a bowl

was surprised by his actions.

to the idea of

lowered her lips and took a spoonful of soup.

was refreshing and sweet.

as Steven's, it

her food. Her spoon kept clinking against the bowl as she shoved

was almost empty.

every day?" Bria swiftly asked

he turned to look at Amelie.

was asking for her

Bria's clothes. "Come on. We're going to be late."

let Amelie pull her out of their

followed right behind them.

to drop Bria at her school?" Mrs. Levine cheerfully asked, having just

then gazed at the trio with joy. "A family of

Amelie speechless.

Bria as his

waved at Mrs. Levine and chimed, "Goodbye, Mrs.

Before heading back into her home, she pulled Amelie aside and said, "You have such a handsome husband, Elie. You should hurry