My Second Marriage w Chapter 158: A Dinner For Them

Chapter 158: A Dinner For Them

Days had passed, and since Emma’s visit, she hadn’t co back to their house.

If anything, Lucian and Primo had been ho later than usual to spend ti with her in the city. Lucian would still tell Ashley, and she would nod and agree.

"Madam, what would you like to eat for dinner?"

Ashley, who was idling in the living room browsing through so catalogs for her office’s design — even though she hadn’t decided which building she would take — turned to Nolan. He stood near the one-seater couch, smiling warmly as usual.

"Hmm..." she thought about it and shrugged. "I don’t know."

"Would you like sothing warm?"

"Mhm, anything is fine, Nolan," she humd as she refocused on the catalog. "I’ve actually been craving noodles. The spicy kind. Really, really spicy ones."

Nolan nodded. "I’ll tell the chefs to make so for you."

Ashley didn’t answer and just continued what she was doing. anwhile, Nolan stayed in his spot, studying her.

After a mont, Nolan sat down on the couch beside her.

"Hm?" Ashley raised her brows and turned to him. "What are you doing?"

"I think this one is a great design, Madam," he pointed at the design she had been holding while browsing for others.

"You think so?" Her face brightened a little. "I thought so too! But I wanted to see other options first before I decided."

Ashley happily talked to him about the design and the kind of office she envisioned for herself. anwhile, Nolan listened to every word, making sure she knew she had his full attention.

After all, Ashley’s mood had been a little unpredictable.

Even though she put up a brave face and tried not to be affected by the slight changes in their routine, Nolan could feel it.

"I wish Betty were here," she muttered as she leaned back. "I think Betty would choose the right building for . Who would have thought having so many options could be a headache too."

She cocked her head back until it rested on the backrest of the couch. She stared at the ceiling, huffing sharply.

Silence hung in the air after her lively chatter, and it was broken with a whisper.

"Right. That parent-teacher eting is tomorrow," she humd, sliding her eyes to Nolan. Then she smiled. "They’re going, right?"

"Hmm?"

"Lucian and Emma," Ashley remarked. "They’re going to attend, right?"

Nolan’s lips parted before he closed them again. It felt like a trick question, and he didn’t know how to answer without hurting anybody.

"Of course they will!" she answered with a light chuckle. "Otherwise, I’ll kill Lucian."

Nolan forced a smile, clearing his throat. "If they don’t, I think you should go, Madam."

"Mhm, I don’t think so," she shrugged. "That will only complicate things."

"Why would it?"

"What would I tell them? That I’m his mom? That he’s got two moms? Wouldn’t that reflect badly on Lucian? And give the other children sothing to tease my baby about?" she clicked her tongue, shaking her head. "I’ll just remind Lucian later."

Nolan exhaled deeply and nodded. "I see."

Again, Ashley refocused on her activity while Nolan stayed with her. Since she had been alone most of the ti, it worried him greatly. So, as much as possible, he had been accompanying her to keep her spirits up.

"By the way, Madam, the Master and the Young Master might co ho early today," Nolan brought up, watching her slowly turn in his direction. "He told

earlier, and it slipped my mind. Apologies."

Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Haha. Yes," he chuckled, watching her mood lift.

"Then forget about the noodles!" she intoned, putting the catalog aside. "I an, those two haven’t eaten anything ho-cooked for days. They’ve been eating out — how about sothing nutritious?"

Nolan’s smile stretched. "And so fruit too."

"Yes, fruit too!" she giggled. "And maybe sothing — should I cook? Nope. The chefs will do a better job —"

"I think it’s a great idea for you to cook, Madam," Nolan cut in excitedly, infected by her brightening mood. "The Young Master has been enjoying the lunches and snacks you’ve been preparing for him. I’m certain they would both love it."

"Really?" Her eyes twinkled, and he nodded. "You said it! Let’s go to the chefs’ kitchen, then!"

"Yes."

With that, Ashley and Nolan headed to the house a few blocks away where the chefs lived. Once Nolan explained their plan, they happily welcod Ashley into their wide kitchen.

Surprisingly, they were astounded by Ashley’s knife skills and her technique; she moved like a professional.

What began as their plan to guide her eventually turned into sothing like a cooking show, where everyone simply watched and clapped for every perfect toss she made.

Nolan, standing to the side, smiled warmly as he watched the "show."

"I guess even if she says she’s fine, she still feels lonely being all alone these past few days," he muttered. "I hope she stays like this."

*****

Thanks to everyone’s cheers and assistance, Ashley managed to prepare several dishes for Primo and Lucian.

"Hehe," she giggled happily as she set the table, then turned to Nolan. "Nolan, what do you think of the table setting?"

Nolan smiled in satisfaction. "Everything looks appetizing, especially all together. It makes

hungry."

"I already had soone bring a plate to your house," she winked before looking at the food. "Right. You should eat it while it’s still hot!"

"But —"

"I’m okay!" she intoned, checking the ti. "The big boss and Primo will be here anyti soon. So, you don’t have to worry."

Nolan studied her expression, then glanced at the ti. Thinking it would be best to let the three of them have this ti together, he nodded.

"Alright," he said. "Madam, let

know what they think of your cooking."

"Of course," she laughed and steered him toward the side entrance connected to the house next door.

Once she managed to usher Nolan out, Ashley ran back to the dining room. She looked at the food on the table, then looked around to make sure the house was clean.

"Should I prepare water now?" she wondered. "No, no, maybe later."

Last week, Lucian and Primo hadn’t eaten dinner at ho. Even on the weekend, they left to et Emma in the city. This week was the sa.

Hence, her excitent at them coming ho early.

It had been a while since Ashley had eaten dinner with them. Still, she was grateful that Nolan had been keeping her company.

"They’ll be here soon," she muttered, dragging a chair out in the dining room.

Ashley sat there alone, gazing at the food in satisfaction. Once in a while, she would glance toward the entrance.

One minute... two... ten... thirty minutes passed, but there was no sign of Lucian or Primo.

"Did sothing happen?" she wondered. At the sa ti, her phone pinged.

Ashley pulled it out and checked. It was a ssage from Lucian.

It read:

[From: My Baby Boo