Chapter 40 Muddleheaded Life (2)

Then she leaned back against the counter and began to stroke her belly, properly forcing her to look shy and satisfied.

Every time it came to the critical moment, her acting skill would erupt.

"He has done a lot for me, but I can't do anything for him. I've always been feeling guilty," with a smile, she continued, "That's why I want to cook for him."

Suddenly she raised her head and looked Nancy in the eye. With a seductive smile on her lips, she said, "He gave me a lot of tolerance and care, and I want to repay him a little bit of warmth."

His care and tolerance? She had never seen such things from the man.

Having been fooled by Consuela's words, Nancy didn't know what to say anymore. She thought that the couple were in a good relationship.

She frowned and didn't know how to retort. It was a good thing that Mrs. Consuela was kind to Mr. Richie, but Well, just let the young couple have their way.

"Okay, I'll help you then," Nancy suggested with a smile, relaxed.

She couldn't stop worrying about Mrs. Consuela if she really did it alone.

"Thank you, Nancy," Consuela said as she put the hair to her ears. Then she began to wash the vegetables.

It didn't take a long time to cook the vegetables, only four dishes and one soup. They weren’t very bumper, but they were put much effort.

Looking at the woman whose long hair was loosely coiled and who was seriously cooking, Nancy finally believed that Mrs. Consuela was really good at cooking.

The rumor that she wasn't a good cook mustn't be true.

The dinner was ready at seven o'clock in the evening. After she finished, Consuela went upstairs to take a shower. Although she turned on th lampblack machine, the smell of food still filled the air.

It must be fragrant, but not doting.

But Richie still didn't come back. She looked at her phone. It was an empty message box. She had to sit on the sofa with legs crossed, waiting for him.

It was a good time to watch the news. She felt sleepy when she heard the plain but not loud voice.

Since she was pregnant, she became fond of sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would fall asleep immediately.

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and clear that it made her unable to answer.

Raising her head, Consuela laughed awkwardly. It was as hard as reaching the heaven alone to make a good impression on a man like him.

How could she be so brainless to come up with this method?

"I see. Then I'll go myself." She wanted to apologize, but his eyes were as dark as ink.

She went to the living room with her head down. When she changed into pink pajamas which was like a rabbit. The rabbit's ears dropped down, as if she was very disappointed.

Her long hair shone softly in the light. Richie caught the key words in her words. He looked up and followed her.

She made the meal by herself. Now she went to eat alone. Did she mean that she had been waiting for him on the sofa for so long?

When he saw the dishes on the table which were obviously his favorites, he had a complicated feeling.

The man asked, "Have you waited for a long time?"

The dishes on the table had already cooled down, no temperature left. There was a thin layer of film on the soup, which was slightly shaken by her.

She didn't have time to think it over. She smiled and explained, "I didn't wait long. It's winter now. The dishes are cold fast."

Without thinking, he blurted out, "I drank a lot at the dinner and felt hungry after spitting it out. Heat the dishes and let's eat them together."

Looking at the woman's surprised eyes, Richie was expressionless and even laughed in a good mood.