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.

why don’t you consider making

in his head. Alexander’s hand trembled

lucky that this dough is beige in color. Otherwise, no one would want to eat a

as he looked at his own masterpiece and felt embarrassed. He impatiently threw down

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

cranberries and placed it on the ‘poop’

like a small

at the salvaged ‘snake’ shape—its eyes made from cranberries radiated a playful shine as the ‘snake’ curled lazily on the oven paper with its long, thin

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

was amazed that the little boy took the initiative to eat by himself. Feeding Jordan had always been a difficult task because he would rather not eat

actually eat by yourself, Jordan?” Alexander

know how?” Courtney raised her voice. “Jordan knows a

with disdain, seeming as though he was

gaze, but he finally caved in and put some food in Jordan’s bowl as he said gently, “I’m the one who hasn’t been paying enough

prepared to leave after the meal, but Tina

a huge LCD television in Alexander’s living room with a game called ‘Tank Battle’ on

were only five minutes into the first round as Alexander

was a little frustrated. “This is not fair. You must have played it very frequently since it’s your family’s game machine. We’re all new

too.” Alexander said blatantly. “Don’t make

he heard that, Jordan kicked Alexander with frustration and jumped around angrily—no one knew what he was

smile as he stroked Jordan’s head and asked, “Am I considered bad if I win? Jordan, that’s not logical—you can’t be a sore loser