The CEO’s Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor

Chapter 71: Evan Cooking

Following Lucas’ question, Shantelle turned to Evan for help, but the man said to their son, “That’s entirely up to your mommy.”

Shantelle’s mouth fell open as she glared at Evan. ‘Great, so much for the help.’

“Please, Mommy. Please. I want a brother and then a sister and then a brother

again!” Lucas said, counting with his

fingers.

Before Shantelle could answer, however, she saw Keith walk in. She found a perfect excuse to change the topic. “Oh, look. It’s your Uncle Keith!”

“Hi, Uncle Keith!” Lucas waved. Then, he

saw a familiar lady who walked up behind

Keith. “Hi, Aunt Karise.”

Behind Lucas, Shantelle was shocked to see her friend arriving at the party with Keith. She could tell Evan was also taken

aback.

Keith and Karise first greeted Lucas. After which, they exchanged pleasantries with Shantelle and Evan.

Evan gave Keith that probing look that the latter mouthed, ‘Later.’

Shantelle was also curious, but Karise gave her that same face, the kind that suggested she would talk about it

afterward. They all ate at the same table. There was silence for the first few minutes, but eventually, Keith and Evan talked business, covering the insurance claims of Lockwood Children’s Hospital.

They were all mostly done with their

meals when Keith turned to Lucas and

asked how he was. Lucas happily shared

how he loved his new home, including enrolling in a new school. Lucas

described, “I’m going back to school next month.”

“That’s great, Lucas,” Keith said, giving the boy a high-five.

“And guess what, Uncle Keith? Mommy and Daddy will give me a brother soon!” Lucas announced, making Shantelle

choke on her wine.

Keith wound up frowning at Evan. He signaled Evan to join the boy’s table by

standing up and walking over to where Wendell was.

“Shanty, excuse me. I won’t take long,”

Evan said.

“Go, have time with your friends too,” Shantelle encouraged.

After Evan left, Karise moved to sit next

to Shantelle. She whispered, “Are you back together?”

“Um, no,” Shantelle admitted. “I want to think this through first. Lucas is just jumping to conclusions because I have allowed myself to spend time with Evan. I don’t want to put a name on it for now, but what’s with you and Keith?”

“Oh, me and Keith? Nothing, we are just friends!” Karise replied, her face turning

red.

“Okay, then. Why did you blush?” Shantelle asked. “There’s something else,

is there?”

a ‘ friends with

you.

Just be careful. Keith is

serial dater,” Shantelle reminded.

he only did that to forget you,” Karise reminded Shantelle.” Sorry,

“if anything, I want Keith to move on with the right girl. Who knows, you could

replied, “No, strictly no feelings

since you gave me advice the last time, let me point out one thing: where friends have benefits, one usually catches feelings,”

***

in the boys’

same. However,

to being friends with

on Evan and where

stood in Shantelle’s life.

at Keith, explaining, “Lucas saw us kiss, and he thought we

give him a brother, but no, we

we stand, I don’t know. We finally went on a

this

to scare her and push for

“Evan claimed.

for her,”

chicks dig

to Keith as if asking for his

good

When was the last time he cooked? That was

hit Lockwood and Evan

to boil some eggs. Was that

***

as he narrowed his eyes at

Evan was receiving tips on how

waiting for his father to show off that golden brown top. Finally, when Evan turned the pancake to the other side,

Evan because

badly wanted

about his plan. His son was excited to help

morning. That day, Evan left

had baked an egg casserole. Now,

was done. The maids helped Evan prepare the dining area for

to arrive.

“Surprise!” Lucas exclaimed.

still wearing

are you wearing

You cooked

asked in

–

cooked with his own hands?

way!

Doctor Shant,” Evan said, not hesitating

to take a seat. He said, “Do you want to be

wanna try it too, Daddy!” Lucas

helped Lucas into a chair. He removed his apron and served

single pancake, and

pieces of sausage each.

apron, he

Lucas and served himself.

“Mmmm. Smell’s good. Buttermilk?”

Shantelle sought.

I tried to

winked at Shantelle, saying, “The chef

at Evan’s suggestion. She shook her head

he did, with a few thousand bucks, that

Evan

their pancakes and chewed down

“I love the pancakes. They taste like the Century

they?” Evan proudly said.