One Night Surprise

Chapter 44 Don’t Be a Sore Loser

Without another word, Courtney pushed Alexander into the kitchen.

“You really should spend more time with Jordan. Look how happy he is playing with Tina! I also heard from the maids who take care of him that he has never been so happy before—that’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard.”

Alexander felt a pang of guilt as he listened to Courtney’s words and was taken aback when an apron was shoved into his hands. “Put this on so that the flour won’t get on your clothes.”

His eyes slightly twitched as he stared at the pink apron in his hands. He was about to say something when Courtney urged, “Why are you still standing there? Go and wash your hands. It’s already 5.00PM, and the kids will die of hunger if we don’t cook dinner soon.”

He actually listened to her as he silently put on the apron and washed his hands. With that, Alexander began learning how to make noodles under Courtney’s instructions.

“When we make our own cookies, a simple round or square shaped cookie is usually fine. However, kids don’t focus on flavor—they like the appearance of the food more than how it tastes. When we’re making cookies, we can use molds or our hands to pinch the dough into various animal shapes.”

Courtney demonstrated and squeezed the dough on the oven paper. “Look, this is the shape of a small duck, but don’t make it too fat—it’ll expand on its own after you put it in the oven.”

Courtney looked very serious when she was teaching as she stared at her oven paper. Shortly after that, various animals appeared on the baking tray.

Alexander looked at her as he stood on the side and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

All of a sudden, he found her very interesting; she was far more interesting than all the women he had met before.

Courtney was not vain and pretentious; not only was she capable at work and at home, she was also kind and brave. She was simple, direct, and also very patient when it came to dealing with the children.

you consider making my mommy your

Alexander’s hand trembled and squeezed too much dough onto the oven paper as a weird pile of dough

is beige in color. Otherwise, no one would want to eat a pile of chocolate

embarrassed. He impatiently threw down the things in his

him a gloating look. “All right, it’s not like we can’t save it—I think

she took out a small cranberry from the bag of cranberries and placed it on the ‘poop’ shaped cookie before using a toothpick to

looks like a

shape—its eyes made from cranberries radiated a playful shine as the ‘snake’ curled lazily on the oven paper

to Courtney’s face—that smug look on her was

to eat by himself. Feeding Jordan had always been a difficult task because he would rather not eat than let others feed him; even if he was fed,

actually eat by yourself,

years old; who doesn’t know how?” Courtney raised her voice. “Jordan knows a lot of things, doesn’t

disdain, seeming as though he was just

gaze, but he finally caved in and put some food in Jordan’s bowl as he said gently, “I’m the one

getting late and Courtney was prepared to leave after the meal, but Tina was reluctant to go back as she

LCD television in Alexander’s living room with a game called ‘Tank Battle’ on it, which could be played by four

first round as Alexander occupied all of their

played it very frequently since it’s your family’s

playing this too.” Alexander said blatantly. “Don’t make excuses for your

Alexander with frustration and jumped around angrily—no one knew

Jordan’s head and asked, “Am I considered bad if I win? Jordan, that’s not logical—you