Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 417 Fighting Over a Bowl of Noodles

Brian glanced at his bowl, which was more than half-filled with noodles. Then, he glanced at Eugene’s bowl, which had a little less than half left. No matter how he looked at it, there was no way he could finish his food before Eugene. Thus, he stood up and brought his bowl with him into the kitchen after brief consideration.

Eugene immediately frowned in response. Picking up his bowl, he followed Brian into the kitchen. This was his battlefield. Therefore, he walked into the kitchen, picked up the lid of the pot, and covered the pot with it. At the same time, Brian reached his chopsticks into the pot. He wasn’t happy about being able to see the noodles but not being able to eat them. Thus, they were in a stalemate—one wanted to snatch and one wasn’t giving in.

“What are you playing at? Have you finished your food?”

“Why do you care? This isn’t enough for me to eat.”

In the dining room, both mother and son widened their eyes in surprise. This display had left them speechless. Olivia had wanted to stop them from squabbling. However, their fight had escalated instead. Why are two men in their thirties standing in the kitchen on the verge of exchanging blows over a bowl of noodles? Who would believe me if I told them about this? Where is the cold and ruthless president? Where is the warm and caring man?

North had a worried look on his face too. “Mommy, you should make more next time.”

Then, Olivia answered tiredly, “Sure.”

After that, he frowned. Glancing worriedly in the direction of the kitchen, he said, “Why don’t you go and stop them?”

She propped her face in her hands, looking dejected. “How do I stop them? Who am I supposed to give that bowl of noodles to?”

it for a moment, he suggested, “Why don’t you

When she arrived at the kitchen door, the

“Do you want

replied, “It’s okay;

“I’ll serve you both.” Walking over, she took the lid off the pot and filled up their bowls.

Eugene and Brian

Olivia performed acupuncture on Brian as usual. This was the quietest both brothers had been all

had the leisure of asking about the incident at the bar today. “Who came to pick a

slightly. “Who told you that somebody came to pick a

Was

“Of

the other hand, Eugene asked, “Did you pick a fight with

offensive things about him. Not only

smiled in response. “Serves her

too. “Joe called me and told me that it was you. Moreover, he ordered his men

Brian in confusion. “Who is