Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband
Chapter 3 I’d Back You up in the Future
Lottie busied herself in the kitchen for twenty minutes, making a Japanese omelet and a few cheesy potato pancakes. As she served these steaming dishes to the dining table, she said, “Elijah, come and eat!”
Elijah glanced at the watch. It was fifteen minutes before eight o’clock.
He stood up from the couch, gracefully walked over with his little short legs, and sat down at the dining table.
On the first floor, Fabian wiped the drool off the corner of his mouth and grunted coldly, “They smell good, but they look unappetizing.”
“Yummy.”
Elijah seemed to hear Fabian’s voice from upstairs as he tasted each dish and concluded blandly.
Lottie smiled and said, “If you like it, I’ll often make it for you.”
Speaking of which, she seemed to remember something suddenly and asked, “By the way, you stay here so late. Where are your parents?”
“Are you the child of a friend of Mr. Chapman’s?”
Before she got married, she hadn’t heard that Mr. Chapman had any children.
Elijah frowned and nodded, “Sort of.”
“I’ve expected this,” said Lottie.
Lottie nodded gently and added, “I didn’t expect Mr. Chapman to have a kind heart despite his ugly face."
At least, his friend’s child stayed in his home as comfortably as if they were in their own home, which proved that Mr. Chapman wasn’t as violent as he was in rumors.
“He’s not ugly.”
Elijah took a bite of his food and reminded in a low voice.
On the first floor, Ralph glanced faintly at Fabian drooling next to him. His eyes seemed to tell him, ‘Look at your brother, and then look at yourself.’
Of his sons, one tried his best to keep his noble appearance, but the other couldn’t wait to tell everyone that he was a monster.
Fabian pouted and said aggrievedly, “I just don’t want a stranger to be my mom.”
Ralph furrowed his brow slightly and turned to leave.
Downstairs, when Elijah finished his meal, it was already 8:10 p.m.
He ate very slowly and meticulously.
Finally, he put the two remaining uneaten cheesy potato pancakes on a small plate and took them upstairs with him. “Don’t stay up too late.”
As he stepped on the last step, he turned his head, glanced at Lottie, who was still standing blankly in place, and said coolly, “Don’t worry.”
“I’d back you up in the future.”
Although he was still a child, he had a noble and arrogant temperament. When he turned back to talk to her, his gaze was so dominant that he didn’t look like a five-year-old child.
a momentary
his tiny back
some difficulty in adapting to this environment, it wasn’t her
the kitchen and dining room. When everything was cleaned
Lottie sighed and slumped into the couch, covering herself with her
children’s room
the aromatic potato pancakes on
the wall, turning his cold back on Elijah. “I don’t want
“Well.”
moved the plate of potato pancakes to his
Fabian was rendered speechless.
muttering, “We have made the agreement that we should never allow any
to betray me
bed and looked at Fabian’s back,
our mom even if
wallpaper on the wall aggrievedly with his tiny fingers, “I want my birth mother,
from the bed as he looked at the
so he knew very well that their birth mother would
daddy shouldn’t be a bachelor
downstairs
“She’s not dead.”
still be
closed his eyes and ignored Fabian’s
instantly fell into silence, with the aroma of
stood on tiptoe, carefully approached Elijah’s nightstand, picked up a piece
he put it into his mouth, Fabian’s eyes
This was too delicious!
times tastier than the
“Take the plate downstairs.”
lying on the bed rang out, “And you are not allowed to
“She’s under my protection.”
Fabian was speechless again.
said, “Elijah, you’re so
the past, Elijah had treated all his pranks with no concern, but
it just because her cooking was very
took a hard bite
It was indeed delicious.
pancakes, Fabian took the plate and
the stairs, he caught a glimpse of Lottie who was lying asleep on
huddled together and was
looked at her
woman and
great if she was his birth mother…
Lottie sensed a gaze
woke up with a start, and in front of her