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.

you laughing at?” he

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

cooking skills seemed to have improved now, but she

served them to customers, she sighed tiredly. She wiped the sweat on her

troublemakers didn’t come yesterday, she wondered if

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.

future, her expenses would only increase, so she needed to make more money.

customer.” Amelia quickly raised her head and put on a smile. “Sir, how may I…

remaining words got stuck in her throat. The

said, “Give me one portion of each of the dishes you

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

a large amount. 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

shouldn’t worry

appearance was incompatible with his surroundings.

expect Warren to come here and order food. She

while

dishes were cooked one by one, she brought them to a small square table in front of him. It didn’t

glad that her food cart only served ten dishes in total. Otherwise, that small square table would

Amelia served the last dish, Warren suddenly said,

slightly. “People change.”

I’m afraid I won’t be able to raise Aiden