My Sugar And Your Spice

Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Man Begging to be Pitied

It was time to eat.

On the other hand, Amelie ended the stream and stretched before languidly walking down the stairs.

In the dining room, Bria was helping Steven set the table.

"Bria, it's time to eat," he said, cheerfully pulling out a chair for the girl.

However, she did not need his help, as she quickly climbed onto the chair and sat properly.

Then, he loaded her divided plate with some of every side dish he cooked before adding the carbohydrates.

Bria ate so fast and happily that Steven laughed by watching her. His heart was filled with joy to see his little granddaughter be so mature.

"You are much more well-behaved than your mother," he commented, stroking her head while he gave her a tender look.

She was enjoying the warmth of his hand when she suddenly spotted Amelie. "Mama, hurry up. Grandpa made lots of amazing food today."

When Amelie strode over, she found the table laden with various new dishes.

Bria then placed a forkful of food on her plate. "Here, Mama."

"Thank you, and here is some for you." Amelie reciprocated by serving her daughter more food.

She also filled Steven's plate with some food. "Let's eat, Dad."

"Alright." He was joyfully beside himself to see his daughter and granddaughter so well-behaved. Afterward, he gently patted Bria on the head. "Focus on your food now."

Bria gave him a firm nod but did not immediately return to her food. Instead, she turned to her mother and said, "Mama, I want to learn figure skating."

"Figure skating?" Amelie stared at her in astonishment.

Bria nodded several times consecutively while humming in the affirmative.

"Your performance with Mr. Gareth is so pretty. I want to skate too. I want to perform. I also want to be famous like him."

craft before, but she always thought it could wait since Bria was so young. Now that Bria was asking to learn something, she naturally had

not you can perform like Mr. Gareth is not important. What's important is that you enjoy learning how to

high. Meanwhile, there was a flash of

was a weekend. Amelie brought Bria to a large

registering, Bria went with her female instructor for her lesson.

but sit and watch since she felt uncomfortable leaving. Thus, she pulled out her phone and started on some simple tasks from work.

"Mama! Mama!"

turned around to find Bria curled beside her while

stroked Bria's head. "Why

doesn't skate as well as you do. I

skating rink were only to teach kids

continued to tug at Amelie's shirt.

nothing to do anyway. Hence, Amelie went to the instructor and told her about the request. Nevertheless, the instructor had no objections.

rink's edges after

called out in the middle of the lesson. She was waving hard

an instructor's outfit. After exchanging a look with his daughter, he then turned to

skating as well, Dada?" Bria exclaimed in faux surprise at seeing his

beige outfit was tightly wrapped around his tall body, making his skin

handsome!" Bria swiftly gave him a thumbs-up.

then hurriedly nudged Amelie. "Mama's pretty

turned to look at Amelie's outfit when

was tied up in a high ponytail. She looked so much younger than her actual age, like a young girl who had finished puberty.

curves were still visible. Leo's throat tightened when

as he watched the trio interact. "In that case, I'll leave you to catch up." He

before saying, "You're here just in time, Dada. Mama's teaching me how to skate.

skate here, Bria. I can't teach anyone else." Amelie knew

pulled Bria away. "Let's

Bria sadly blinked at her father before

around the rink a few more laps.

the rink or go to the instructor. However, when they skated back to their original spot, he was alone, leaning against the railing

the support railing and tried to skate

even taken a single step before he was sprawled out all over the ground.

skated a step or two, no matter how new he was to skating. Now, it seemed like he knew nothing about skating, nor did he have

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