The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 520

Lillian looked around. There were many such food carts, and the foot traffic was also good.

“Since you haven’t had dinner yet, I’ll cook two portions of spaghetti for you. You should try my cooking,” Amelia said.

“Okay!” Lillian said with a smile, as she never had a taste of Amelia’s cooking before.

Rosalie looked at Amelia with concern and said, “What about you? You haven’t had dinner, right?”

“I’ll just eat something later. I run a food cart, so there’s no way I’ll go hungry!” Amelia smiled and quickly cooked two bowls of spaghetti for Rosalie and Lillian.

They huddled at a small square table and ate. Lillian praised Amelia’s cooking skills while eating, “This tastes much better than my mom’s.”

“Is the food at home still cooked by your mother?” Rosalie asked.

“Yes. Even though her cooking skills haven’t improved for decades, she still likes to occupy the kitchen. It didn’t help that my father would flatter my mother every time by telling her how delicious her cooking was. It only prevented her from) learning the truth about her cooking skills.”

The mention of the topic caused Lillian to complain helplessly. Her mom’s delusion was partly caused by her dad. Only when he couldn’t stand it any longer would he stop her mom from cooking under the pretext that she needed rest. Then, he would cook by himself.

“It shows that your father really loves your mother!” Rosalie said. In fact, she was envious of them. Although their relationship was ordinary and absent of drama, it was the small details in their lives that were heart-warming.

In the past, she hoped to enjoy such a relationship.

However, it had now become a luxury.

“Yes, they love each other.” Lillian shrugged and said, “By the way, how are you doing with Jonathan these days? Does he still insist on you playing along as part of his make-believe family?”

that night. He told her that he wanted to start all over again and to

she refused him, he didn’t come to see her again.

mind. When it was late at night, it would

to you again?” The silence of her

phone suddenly rang. When she saw Callum’s name on the

and pick you

the evening, so we came here together. I drove today, so you don’t need to pick

“Okay,” Callum answered.

someone kicked over a chair at

one of them snarled, “What is this crap? How dare you charge for this? Damn it, there’s a fly in

two men were also yelling about being cheated and demanding

be there

then, Amelia hurried forward to calm the situation and apologize. “Why don’t I prepare a new portion for you? Your next meal will

it? What about the medical expenses?

her to compensate

If you don’t, you’ll never be able to

pinched a dead fly and shook it in front of Amelia as if it were

Chapter?

who were eating watched

but at that moment, she didn’t have any evidence to prove that the fly was planted by them. She could only grit her

net

party was obviously not