One Night Surprise

Chapter 519 The Food Cart

“Angie, let’s go eat. I’m hungry.”

As soon as Ethan got into the car, his stomach rumbled. As soon as he touched his shriveled belly, he couldn’t help but suggest. Before Angie could speak, Josephine, who was behind him, nodded her head enthusiastically.

“Alright.”

Angie had no choice but to agree and ordered the driver to bring them to a nearby restaurant suitable for children.

The restaurant they went to did not have many people. As soon as they entered, Ethan quickly chose a seat, climbed onto the chair, and stretched his finger to point at the seat next to him, shouting, “Josie, come here!”

Josephine dashed in happily but did not sit down in the chair he expected her to.

She pulled Benny to sit next to her, across Ethan, and Ethan’s eyes immediately showed a hint of disappointment. However, once the waiter brought them the menu, the hunger in his head dispelled the frustration.

“Wow, I want some ice cream.”

Angie sat next to Ethan and flipped through the menu attentively as she reminded him, “Ice cream is a dessert you eat after a meal. You can eat it after you’re done with your meal.”

As she ordered and waited for the meal to be served, Josephine and Benny were bickering with one another, talking about something that Angie couldn’t understand.

“Our food is here. Josie, Benny, take off your masks.”

Angie admired the energy of these little children. After walking around all afternoon, she felt her bones were about to fall apart. Now, she was so hungry that she could eat a horse. She watched the food cart getting pushed over and suddenly felt a growl in her stomach.

Josephine and Benny listened, and the two immediately stopped bickering, stuffed their masks into their small school bags, and turned to look in the direction of the food cart.

As Benny’s favorite food was chicken wings, his eyes were immediately attracted by the plate of chicken wings and prawns on the food cart, and he didn’t notice the cart that had obviously stopped in front of him. Immediately, there was a look of shock on the waiter’s face.

“Did you order us ice cream?”

Ethan persevered, and the three little kids perked up when they heard what he said. Their eyes turned back to the dining table. To be precise, all three children turned to look at Angie inquiringly.

“I’ll get you some after dinner. I’ll even order an extra-large one for whoever eats the most.”

seemed to have surrendered.

food is here.

acknowledging before she was occupied with

restroom on the other side, Mike was washing his hands in the

about to take out

phone during work. Do you want your

crept up on his face. He reached out

“No worries.”

leaned against the sink countertop, took out a pack of cigarettes and lighter

“Do you want one?”

Mike saw this, he

it worse to smoke

answer. Instead, he took a few long puffs within the next half a minute before putting out the cigarette and throwing

can’t help it.

he squinted his eyes and waved his hands around, trying to disperse the smell of the smoke, a casual voice rang

seems like she’s around 18 or 19 years old. Do you

you like a college student as

did not comment as he strode away with a smile on his

had seen in the restaurant after getting off work. Now, he no longer had the want to use his phone as he did back in the bathroom.

as he walked toward his rental house,

few days later, Mike received a piece of unexpected news about

looking for are now entirely out of the radar. They seemed to all be laying low and did not want anything to do with Citron. However, now that the regulatory authorities have

night wind blew the cool air onto his face,

long as you pay me, I will do anything. Everything will

the sky. Right then, his phone rang, and a motorcycle whizzed past him. Alongside the shadow of the passing car, he only heard one sentence,

had a look of vicissitudes on his face, and he suddenly recalled the person he was many years ago; a motorcyclist that would roar down the street in

laughter got louder and louder, and in the end, he had to squat down by the roadside with one hand on his forehead and the other on his stomach from laughing

by slowed down their footsteps from a distance. Their hesitation grew as they approached before the girl finally pulled the boy away and

drunk, or has

know about the wounds in the man’s heart or that he had been through life and death for the first half of his life. At that time, he had a long knife stabbed right through his stomach, but even then, he did not utter a single sound. Yet now, on an ordinary night like this, he was laughing and crying like a lunatic under the brightly