When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 202

walked over to wheel Bria out of the room.When she entered the room, she saw Bria lying in Leo’s arms, staying quiet like a doll.Her little fingers were flipping through a book.As Leo held her, he read the book out loud in his deep voice.The tense voice he always used had softened now, and he didn’t seem as serious as he usually was; tenderness had washed over him.Meanwhile, Bria seemed to enjoy the feeling of being embraced by him. As she listened, she narrowed her eyes comfortably while smiling.When they finished the book, Bria finally noticed Amelie’s presence and called out to her.It was only then that Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace. “It’s time for breakfast.”With that, she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair and began pushing her outward.Meanwhile, Leo turned around and looked at the two.There was a hint of envy in his eyes.Amelie thought she was seeing things, but still, she asked politely, “Mr. Alston, would you like to join us?”“Sure.” Leo stood up as well.He frowned a little. He didn’t like her calling him ‘Mr. Alston’.On the other hand, Amelie was at a loss for words.She thought that he would decline, and she didn’t mean to invite him along at all.Sadly, what was said had been said, so she couldn’t take back her words. It was fortunate that she made extra breakfast.Amelie wheeled Bria out of the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup for Bria and Leo respectively.Leo looked down at the chicken soup, an ambiguous look in his gaze.Amelie suddenly remembered that this was his favorite dish. Her expression stiffened as she hastily explained, “Bria likes it as well, so—” Leo didn’t say anything as he picked up a spoon and began eating.He was especially quiet when he ate, and he carried himself elegantly.Amelie watched him for a while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across her mind.She never thought that she could still sit at the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that he would be willing to eat her cooking.Back then, she put in a lot of effort to study his preferences. She memorized his likes and dislikes and made every meal strictly according to his tastes.However, he always avoided her cooking, refusing to try even a bite of it.If she had cooked all the dishes, he would ask Miss Potts to make another dish for him.Even though it was history, when she recalled it now, she still felt her chest tightening.Amelie drew a long breath discreetly.He probably hated it even now, and he was forcing himself to eat just to accompany Bria.Amelie had accepted this outcome a long time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and lowered her head to eat.The atmosphere at the dining table was awkwardly quiet.Even though Bria was focused on eating, she kept stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo. She was secretly observing the adults’ reactions.“Daddy, have some dumplings. Mommy made them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling and a bun to Leo.There was a proud look on her face, and it was paired with an earnest wish.She thought that her mother’s cooking was the best, so she sincerely wanted her father to try them.Of course, she also wished that Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking, hence deciding never to leave her mother again.Leo froze for a