Chapter 470
The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Chapter 470
Anyaâs eyes twinkled, looking so naive and innocent. âNo, Rosie. You must be overthinking it. Corinne
is quite a nice person.â
âHer? A nice person? If sheâs a nice person, I wouldnât have been imprisoned because of her!â Rosie
sighed. She could not help but feel even more worried about her pure and simple best friend. âAnya,
youâre a mother now, yet youâre still as foolish as a child, thinking that everybody is nice! Iâm really
worried about you!â
There was a pause before Anya laughed as she was âslow to react. Just as she was about to say
something, she heard the door to the restroom open.
With mutual understanding, both of them did not continue the topic anymore. They turned to look at
Lucas, who just came out of the restroom, at the same time.
Rolling his sleeves up, Lucas walked over slowly, then said to his sister gently, âAnya, donât you feel
tired carrying the child? Hurry up, have a seat, and take a break!â
Anya nodded. Carrying Joey in her arms, she sat down on the couch with Rosie. Then, she smiled
sweetly and said to the boy, âHere, Joey, say uncle! This is Uncle!â
The boy blinked his eyes as he looked at Lucas, then he obediently said, âAn-angle.â
The adults were so amused by the childâs mispronunciation that they burst out laughing.
Anya corrected him, âItâs Uncle, not angle.â
Looking dazed, Joey tried calling out again, âAn-ankle!â
Anya was speechless. âJoey, itâs not ankle! Itâs Uncle!â
Joey was baffled. He had no idea why he just could not get it right. He frowned as he was troubled,
then he tried to pronounce it again, âUngle!â
Lucas stroked Joeyâs chubby cheeks. Because he loved his sister, he was fond of the child as well.â
Enough, Anya. Heâs such a young boy. How accurate do you want his pronunciation to be?â
Perhaps it was truly some kind of fate. This boy was adopted, but if he looked carefully, the boy indeed
looked a little like his sister.
However, Lucas did not develop any familial affection for the child or wanted to carry him. He only
cared
for him like how an adult would care for a child.
Rosie already started opening the container she brought. She took out all of the food and placed them
nicely on the table, then she thoughtfully handed the cutlery to Lucas. âLucas, try and see if itâs to your
taste!â
âThank you.â Lucas accepted the cutlery elegantly and politely. He took a bite of the food, then he
nodded. âItâs delicious!â
Just a simple praise from the man she liked was enough to make Rosie melt. âIf you like the food I
make, Lucas, I can make them and bring them to you every day!â
Lucas rejected coldly, âNo, thanks. Iâm used to having simple meals alone when Iâm working. Youâll
interrupt my work if you come over, and youâll be wasting your time as well.â
She was just praised, but she was rejected again. The awkward expression on Rosieâs face was
indescribable.
âUhm, Lucas, Iâm fine with wasting my time, but if itâs going to interrupt your work, I wonât come over!
Whenever you want to have the food I make, just let Anya tell me and Iâll make them and bring them to
you immediately!â