Chapter 66. Mother-Child Bond

Cold eyes observed the child who appeared out of the blue, carrying an array of things. He looked her up and down, then down to up.

Then he turned to Flora: "Where did you pick up this little one? She looks so tiny, can she even cook?"

Flora was torn between laughter and tears.

She'd never imagined the first thing Matthew would care about when seeing Emma would be this.

Before she could reply, Emma dumped her belongings, planted her hands on her hips, puffed her cheeks at the man before her: "Listen here, mister, I cook really well. But it's not your turn to eat... hmph!"

Matthew ignored the little girl, lowering his voice to ask Flora: "This helper of yours... doesn't she bother you, being a third wheel between us? Such a glaring light bulb..."

"We're not just the two of us, there are two more children." Flora shrugged: "Don't tell me you've forgotten about our kids?"

Truthfully, this meeting wasn't spontaneous, it was planned beforehand.