chapter 1722
Anthony turned around when he heard footsteps behind him.
Upon seeing it was Charmine, his gaze softened. "Ah, you''re back. Are you tired?"
"No." Charmine walked over and saw the nicely ted dish. The sight tingled her with warmth.
Beef, duck, mushroom, and noodles—all her favorites.
"Get some rest,” said Anthony, "it’ll be ready soon."
Gazing at his handsome side-profile, Charmine asked, "Why did you cook?"
Did she not promise him she would cook for him for three days?
Anthony turned to look at her, and his expression softened." You had a long day. Why would I want you
to cook aftering home?"
Meeting his sweet-tempered gaze, Charmine paused. The feeling she had at that moment felt warm
and cozy.
She repressed her emotions, however, and asked, her expression distant, "Is there something I can
help with?"
"No," said Anthony, "you may go out and get some rest."
Charmine did not insist on the matter as she turned and walked out.
She apanied Chris and rested in the front yard for a moment before Anthony came out with the
pot and dishes. " Dinner''s ready."
Chris grabbed Charmine''s hand. "Mommy, the food is ready!"
"Okay."
The night breeze was calming, and the clear moon hung on the clear night skies.
Outside the bamboo house, the flow of the stream chorused with the asional sound of crickets.
At the yard of the bamboo house, the family of three sat under the tree. Warmth and affection filled the
atmosphere.
Anthony ced raw ingredients into the pot they had brought out. Once the water began to boil, he
took them out and ced them into Charmine''s bowl.
"Have more."
Charmine frowned. Why did she feel that Anthony was behaving like apletely different person?
Ever since she came back home, he acted oddly as though hiding something. It was almost as if he
had many things to say to her but was holding back, including when she entered the kitchen when she
got home, i
She clearly noticed the longingness in his eyes.
Charmine looked at him suspiciously, unable to fend off the gnawing question from spilling through her
lips, "Is there something you''d like to say? You can tell me; I won''t bite."
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Anthony felt exposed from that sole question. His pupils dted in shock.
Instantly, he mentally quelled the shock in his eyes and masked it with a gentle gaze instead, replying,
"No, I just don''t want you to overwork."
Charmine frowned. Was that it?
This was just a casual remark. Why would he act as if he was holding back so much?
Charmine looked at him suspiciously, but just as she was about to speak, she quickly realized that she
was caring too much about his feelings.
That was how a couple would act, which they were definitely not.
Charmine pursed her lips and said nothing else, resuming her meal, all while Anthony continued to put
more vegetables on her te.
Chris watched as Anthony put food into Charmine''s bowl. Thinking of how Anthony ignored him when
he asked him to scoop him some food, Chris did not bother asking this time and reached out to get
some meat.
All of a sudden, Anthony caringly ced some meat on Chris '' te for him as he caringly advised,
"Don''t just eat meat; have some vegetables."
Chris looked at him innocently. He just got himself a smaller slice of meat, but Anthony gave him a
large chunk of meat.
It was a rare asion for Anthony to get him food!
The giddy Chris happily ate away.
After Anthony had picked some meat for Chris, he then put some vegetables and mushrooms into
Chris'' bowl.
Charmine watched him as her suspicion grew.
What changed him? He was never this gentle toward Chris...
Anthony turned to put more vegetables into her bowl. "Is it yummy?" he asked.
Charmine snapped out of her thoughts. "Not bad."
Anthony looked at her intensely. Unable to hold back, he allowed himself to ramble, "Don''t wear
yourself out; rest when you need to. Sleep early at night, and don''t stay up toote. Don''t overthink,
too. Remember to have three meals every day. You must take good care of yourself."