Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 220 Egg Fried Rice Part 2

“My mommy makes delicious egg fried rice, doesn’t she?” North asked gleefully while looking up at Eugene.

Olivia glanced at him automatically when she heard that. It was the only dish she was confident with, and so it was only natural that she hoped Eugene had no complaints. The man mumbled in agreement, and he wolfed down the entire bowl of fried rice. In fact, he looked as if he hadn’t had enough.

Upon placing his bowl down, Olivia heard Eugene exclaim clearly, “It’s delicious!”

Her mood improved significantly upon hearing that. “Are you full already? I can’t finish mine; why don’t I give you some of mine?”

Eugene glanced at her in surprise. She almost bit her tongue right after saying that. How could I offer him my food that I’ve already started eating? Why didn’t I think things through before blurting my thoughts out? She grasped at straws while trying to explain herself, “I haven’t touched the rice on this side!”

Eugene answered her straight away, “No worries.” Then, he reached out to take her bowl of fried rice to spoon half of it into his bowl. Furthermore, he took the portion which Olivia was already eating halfway through. Afterward, he looked up at her, and his gaze gleamed teasingly. “Why are you so particular about these things? I’m not complaining about you at all. Is this enough for you? Why don’t I return you some?”

a man. Is it alright to shift the rice repeatedly? Besides, what’s up with his gaze? He

half bowl of

who was also glaring at him. Are you saying that you are

chuckling quietly. This is strange. I actually understand what she’s trying to say through her gaze. “What do you mean by that look of yours? Are you hoping that

one?” Olivia glared at him angrily. The feeling of gratitude

this woman and she chases me out. “The child has just returned, and I just

she mulled it over suspiciously. At this moment, a child would most probably need a father figure to

reality, I would truly like to keep you both company. We can sleep in the same room, and I’ll spend the night on the

rolled her eyes straight away. “We can manage by

who was sitting across them both broke the silence. “Mommy, I want to sleep

worked out for Eugene, and he managed to spend the

online to learn how to communicate with children just to be able to communicate with his son. However, the information online didn’t seem appropriate for North, who had an exceptionally-high IQ. Can I tell my son bedtime stories, just like what the internet says? Perhaps I could play