Chapter 122


    They arrived at Primus Mansion.


    Although Thomas had originally prepared Primus Mansion for Bradley and Esther’s wedding, this was


    the first time Bradley hade here. Naturally, it was Felix’s first time as well.


    When Felix saw the wedding photo in the entryway, his eyes widened in amazement, and he could not


    help but exim, “Wow! Daddy and Mommy are so well-matched!”


    “Your Daddy didn’t cooperate at all during the photoshoot. Just look at how he’s not smiling!”


    Esther held Felix’s hand. Felix tilted his head for a nce, thinking of himself as the brave wingman,


    and said, “Mommy, Daddy’s smiling. Just look at his eyes…”


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    Esther ruffled Felix’s hair. She could not tell him how impatient Bradley had been during the wedding


    photoshoot. She had carefully selected all the wedding photos hanging in this house from tens of


    thousands of photos.


    “Darling, y with Felix for the time being. I’ll go to the kitchen-”


    Esther was about to enter the kitchen when Bradley reached out and grabbed her delicate. wrist,


    saying in a low voice, “No need to bother. Felix and I have a lunch appointment.”


    Although Bradley did not hate Esther as much as before, deep inside his heart, he was still rational and


    clear that the woman he was going to marry was Felix’s biological mother, Liliane.


    “Bradley, I’ll be quick. It won’t dy your schedule.” Esther’s clear eyes carried a deep plea.


    The words of refusal reached Bradley’s lips, but they turned into words of agreement. “Alright.


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    Esther happily entered the kitchen and quickly tied on an apron. Her waist was slim and appeared even


    slimmer when the pink apron was tied around it. For the convenience of working in the kitchen, Esther


    casually took a hair tie and braided her hair into a side ponytail, letting it hang down in front of her


    chest.


    She rinsed some grains, skillfully ced them in the pot, and opened the refrigerator and surveyed its


    contents like a queen.


    Her mind listed various recipes: broli sd, tomato scrambled eggs, nched shrimps, celery stir-


    fried beef, mushroom and potato soup, and more.


    Bradley stood at the kitchen door, observing Esther as she busied herself. He recalled that she had


    never known how to boil water before, but now, she skillfully and confidently handled everything in the


    kitchen, exuding an aura of control.


    “Mommy!” Felix stood beside Bradley, his voice soft and tender. “Do you need help?”


    “Sure!” Esther handed a few cloves of garlic to Felix and gently said, “Please help Mommy


    peel the garlic!”


    Felix proudly puffed up his chest and assured her. “Mommy, don’t worry. I’m super good at peeling


    garlic!”


    “Wow! My son is amazing!”


    After hearing Esther’s praise, Felix took the garlic and walked to the sofa in the living room. It was


    impossible that Felix, who was born with a silver spoon, knew how to peel garlic! He was not afraid,


    though, because he had his father as his backup.


    “Daddy, teach me, please!”


    In fact, Bradley was unfamiliar with even the task of peeling garlic. Throughout his childhood and into


    adulthood, everything he consumed or used was prepared by others. Seeing garlic in this form was a


    After searching for a garlic-peeling video, the father and son earnestly watched it.


    Bradley looked at Felix, peeling the garlic attentively, and softly asked, “Felix, why do you like her so


    much?”


    While Felix peeled the garlic seriously, he naturally replied, “Because she’s Mommy!”