The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 542

The car drove to one of the parts of Ocean Street. Moving further up, food stalls lined the side of the road.

Warren asked the driver to pull over, and then he got out of the car alone.

“Mr. York, if you want to have midnight snacks here, I can recommend a few,” the driver said.

“No need,” Warren refused and walked toward the bustling place ahead.

In Warren’s opinion, the food stalls and carts were incomparably simple. He wouldn’t go to such a place at all on normal days.

However, that day, he finally caught a glimpse of a slender figure.

In the bustling crowds, even if the figure was mixed in it, he could still catch sight of her at first glance. She was so thin, wearing old brown clothes and pants and an apron. She was really different from before when she was by his side.

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At that moment, Amelia was cooking the dishes with her head down. The hot air from the pan billowed toward her beautiful face. Her movements were skillful, and even with her slender arms, she was effortlessly cooking the dishes like an expert.,

Warren suddenly thought of the past when she said that she would cook for him, but it turned out to be a mess. Finally, he made some tomato soup with carrots and they both had a wonderful meal together.

At that time, she said with a smile, “Warren, just wait. I will definitely make a delicious meal every day in the future! I will definitely be a good wife and keep you plump!”

Then, she burst into laughter.

at?”

after you gain weight,” she said. “Haha! Will the two of

skills seemed to have improved now, but she was thinner

dishes and served them to customers, she sighed tiredly. She wiped the sweat

she wondered

but there were a lot of people here, so a small business like hers could still make some money. If she went to another place, her income would be much lower. By then, she would have less money to raise Aiden. Not to mention, her mother was getting old, so she often had some minor

her expenses would only increase, so she needed

moment, she saw a man in a suit approaching. She thought, “There’s another customer.” Amelia quickly raised her head and put on a smile.

throat. The smile

said, “Give me one portion of each of

the man in front of Amelia sounded so close yet, at the same time,

Mr. York. If you eat alone, you won’t finish it all,” Amelia said, barely

I spend money on food. As for whether I can finish it or not, you about it.” After saying that, Warren walked to one of the empty

shouldn’t worry

was incompatible with his

didn’t expect Warren to come here and order food. She wondered, “What is he playing at?”

cooking while thinking about it.

them to a small square table in front

that her food cart only served ten dishes in total. Otherwise, that small square table would not fit all

dish, Warren suddenly

slightly. “People

I used to, I’m afraid I won’t be able to