His Wife Calls The S Chapter 97: All Your Favorite Foods

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: All Your Favorite Foods

About five seconds later, he spoke out, "What’s going on?"

Robert looked up, "Huh? Oh...you’re talking about Chloe Collins, you didn’t say anything just now, I thought you didn’t care. She hasn’t returned yet, said she’s outside."

Alexander closed his eyes again, continuing to rest.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, his gaze lost in the endless darkness outside the window, his thoughts heavy.

After an unknown amount of ti, Robert started chirping again.

Turns out, the car had arrived at the bustling downtown area.

"Bro, I’m dying to try that, but Mom won’t let , insists it’s not healthy."

The noisy sound gave Alexander a headache and he frowned, "Shut up."

Robert leaned on the car window, like an un-grown child, "But Chloe Collins grew up eating this stuff, and she turned out to be healthy, no, I have to sneak out and eat so later."

Alexander’s eyes flickered, "What did you say?"

Robert blinked, "I said...I want to...sneak out..."

The man’s cold voice interrupted him, "The previous sentence."

"The previous sentence? Oh, Chloe Collins grew up eating this kind of street food. Last ti I had dinner with her, she told

she really liked it."

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Halfway through the grilled fish, Theodore Collins’ cell phone rang many tis.

It was a specially customized children’s phone Tristan Collins had arranged for him, convenient for parents to contact.

Seeing the screen light up, Theodore’s little face drooped, "Dad is definitely asking

to go ho, I don’t want to."

"That’s your ho, you have to go back," Chloe calmly said.

"But I don’t like those two people and they don’t like , either."

Chloe slowly leaned back against the chair, looked at him, and asked, "Ever heard of cuckoo occupying a magpie’s nest?"

Theodore’s eyes lit up, "I know the aning of this, the cuckoo refers to shaless people who take over the magpie’s house when they’re not at ho."

"Since you know that, do you still want to go back?"

Theodore blinked, thought for a mont, suddenly understood Chloe’s intention, and nodded, "I don’t want to be the magpie; that’s my ho, and if anyone leaves, it should be them."

"But... "he looked at Chloe earnestly, "Sister, you’re also part of our family, why don’t you co back with ?"

Chloe’s beautiful eyes, barely fluttering her lashes, looked at him and faintly smiled, "Are you full?"

Theodore was imdiately distracted and lowered his.head to eat, "I’ll have another bowl."

At eight o’clock, the Collins’ driver picked up Theodore.

Afterward, Chloe returned to the Fosters’ ho.

As soon as Robert saw her, he pulled her to study together, saying that studying alone was lonely and uninspiring.

Evelyn Thompson was very happy and told them to study well, she would prepare so late-night snacks for them around ten o’clock.

As soon as Chloe entered, she saw a thick, printed test on the table.

Robert explained: "My brother personally made questions for you, I’ve got them this ti too, hehe."

Chloe looked at the exam indifferently, seemingly uninterested.

Eventually, she picked up a pen, looked down at the questions.

After nearly two hours of study, Chloe had already finished the test and placed it aside.

Robert, who had ADHD, would occasionally play with his phone, then chat again, took two hours to finish half the test, leaving so questions blank as he had no idea how to solve them.

At that mont, soone pushed the door open and ca in.

"Co out for a late-night snack."

Robert was surprised, "Brother, why is it you? Where’s Mom?"

Alexander ignored him, looked at Chloe, "There’s sothing you love."

Chloe raised her eyebrows slightly, following him out.

On the clean white table, there were several street food snacks, all of them famous delicacies from the night market, steaming and fragrant.