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.

laughing at?” he

you would look like after you gain weight,” she said. “Haha! Will the two of us become

cooking skills seemed to have improved now, but she

and served them to customers, she sighed tiredly. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and felt a little worried.

come yesterday, she wondered if

as if she didn’t want to set up stalls in other places, 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 health problems. Although those

would only increase, so she needed to

She thought, “There’s another customer.” Amelia quickly raised her head and put on a

all the remaining words got stuck in her throat. The

“Give me one portion of each of the

Amelia sounded so close yet, at the

be quite a large amount. Mr. York. If you

food. As for whether I can finish it or not, you about it.” After saying

shouldn’t worry

was incompatible with his

to come here and order

cooking while thinking

one by one, she brought them to a small square table in front of him.

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

served the last dish, Warren suddenly said, “You’re

trembled slightly.

won’t be able to raise Aiden at all! Just like now, I no