It had such an appetizing aroma.
When Alexis only saw one bowl in front of her daughter, she asked, âWhereâs mine?â
At that moment, Leonel was reading the newspaper.
When he heard her question, he looked up at her and replied lazily, âI told you about the breakfast options, but you didnât tell me your preference.
â
Alexis gritted her teeth in anger.
He didnât mention anything about breakfast last night because he was too busy pestering her.
But since their child was also there, she had to control her temper.
Leonel then offered her a soft-boiled egg, holding the plate with his slender and good-looking fingers.
He spoke to her as though he was coaxing Evelyn.
âHere, eat this.
Iâll cook something you like for you tomorrow.
â
Alexis awkwardly pushed away the plate and declined.
âItâs okay.
Thatâs for Evelyn.
â
Evelyn, who looked content with her beef congee, said, âIâll give the egg to Mommy!â
After a slight pause, she added, âIâm also willing to share Daddy with Mommy!â
Upon hearing this, Alexisâ jaw slacked.
Who taught Evelyn this?
Leonelâs eyes narrowed before his lips curled into a smile.
He then gently stroked Evelynâs hair and encouraged her, saying, âHow will you share Daddy with Mommy, sweetie?â
Of course, as a child, Evelyn had no idea about the adult stuff.
So, she innocently replied, âDaddy hugged me to sleep last night.
But when I woke up this morning, Mommyâs in Daddyâs arms!â
When she heard this, Alexis almost choked.
She glared at Leonel, who then said matter-of-factly, âYou were the one who came over to my side!â
Alexis pursed her lips and didnât say anything in reply.
She knew very well that this warm atmosphere was only made possible because of Leonelâs good mood.
If at any point, his mood turned sour or if he thought of Calvin, he would become cold and sarcastic yet again.
By then, it would be very difficult to be around him.
So, she ate her breakfast in silence.