Chapter 164: Chapter 164 Proclaiming Sovereignty
The four returned to the apartnt, and Hope Williams placed the items in the kitchen. Aunt Bailey had taken the day off, so she wasn’t around.
Hope Williams asked Waylon Lewis to take Luke and Willow with him, while she went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and cook.
Waylon Lewis, quite consciously, carried the two little ones to the sofa.
Hope Williams wasn’t sure why, but Luke and Willow, each carried by one arm, didn’t seem to mind at all and were quite happy.
After settling the two little ones on the sofa, Waylon Lewis diligently squeezed into the kitchen.
Hope Williams felt a warmth behind her as she was embraced, and Waylon Lewis’s deep voice resounded in her ear, “I’ll help you.”
Hope pushed Waylon Lewis away, “No need, just look after them and wait to eat.”
“Mommy, we want to help too!” Luke and Willow were also very eager.
Seeing their enthusiasm, Hope Williams didn’t refuse, “Alright then, Luke and Willow, get your own aprons, and fetch one for your daddy from the spare ones we keep.”
Luke handed an apron to Waylon Lewis, “Here, bad daddy, can you cook? You look like you can’t, maybe you shouldn’t ss things up.”
Feeling underestimated, Waylon Lewis took the apron and put it on himself, “Just watch.”
Hope Williams had just finished washing the tomatoes and was about to start cutting them when she turned around to see Waylon Lewis in a pink apron.
Though he still looked handso in the ill-fitting pink apron… it was sowhat awkward…
“Ha ha ha ha.” Hope Williams couldn’t help but laugh, “Sorry, Waylon Lewis, this is the only spare one we have at ho.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Waylon Lewis took the tomatoes from Hope Williams’s hands. “Need them chopped?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll do it.”
After a mont’s hesitation, considering that chopping tomatoes wasn’t hard, she left it to Waylon Lewis, “Okay, chop them into chunks.”
“What about us?”
“Luke, you can help Mommy wash the onions; Willow, since you have a wound on your hand, just watch your brother for now. Once your injury is healed, you can help Mommy.”
With tasks evenly distributed, Hope Williams went to stir-fry. Before she could pour oil into the pan, a series of noises ca from behind her.
“Luke, what are you doing?”
Hope Williams frowned, as Luke was desperately trying to hold onto a slippery fish they had bought, which soon slipped out and flopped onto the floor a few tis.
Clueless, Luke held onto thin air, his round eyes helplessly looking at Hope Williams, “Mommy, Luke was just trying to help wash the fish.”
But the fish had escaped!
Hope Williams, “…”
“Chop, chop, chop.” A rhythmic chopping sound ca from the chopping board in front of Waylon Lewis.
Hope Williams peered over, looking a bit tired.
She had asked him to chop the tomatoes into chunks for a scrambled egg dish, but he had diced them!
“How’s that?”
“Not bad, just don’t chop next ti.”
Hope Williams rubbed her forehead.
“How about you three wait outside to eat?”
The three of them were squarely ushered out of the kitchen by Hope Williams.
Luke and Waylon Lewis’s gazes inadvertently t, both carrying a bit of speechlessness towards each other.
Just then, Hope Williams’s phone in the living room rang, and Waylon Lewis went over to pick it up, intending to bring it to Hope Williams.
But then Waylon Lewis’s eyes caught the screen showing the contact’s remark.
YX!
Deliberately in English, not using the full na, clearly a asure to conceal.
Waylon Lewis’s eyes darkened as he picked up the phone, and the next second, an extrely arrogant and unruly voice ca through.
“How co it took so long for Hope Williams to answer the phone? I’m planning to visit Emperor Capital in a few days, what a surprise, huh?”
Waylon Lewis clenched his teeth.
That extrely arrogant voice.
Liam Cloud!
It was definitely him!
“Hello?” Liam Cloud paused for two seconds.
A whiff of gunpowder spread through the air.
Liam Cloud’s voice turned incredibly cold, “You’re not Hope Williams.”
“Waylon Lewis,” Waylon Lewis tersely stated his na in a sinister tone.
The other side fell silent for several seconds, the impending threat intensifying, “You’re at Hope Williams’s place!”
“She’s my girlfriend, is there a problem?” Waylon Lewis’s words were laden with a declarative tone of possession.
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