*ELLA* If time could be turned back, I would like a moment like this to happen on our honeymoon. Shop for clothes and try them on in the dressing room with him. What an unexpected mischief that we were also releasing hormones in that tight space. I almost ran out of breath because I felt short of breath. Louis didn't miss the slightest opportunity. Always have wild ideas beyond ordinary human reasoning. While it's still possible, why not do it, that's what he said. He grabbed my waist tightly, he often kissed my cheek if a man was paying attention to me. "Is there anything else you want to buy, madam?" he asked, looking at the full shopping bag in his hand. "Yes sir, thank you," I said, standing on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. We weren't accompanied by many bodyguards because I wanted this moment to be like a normal husband and wife couple. I don't like being the attention of many people. Especially Louis, whose face is always in business magazines. The bodyguards will only attract
*Ella* I walked closer to the kitchen, once again I looked back at Louis who nodded his head and smiled, then looked at his two thumbs. I didn't expect that he would want to bring me together with Keaton. Does this restaurant belong to him? Good grief! Why did I forget that this restaurant might be owned by his wife's family? I once got information from the detective I hired. The man didn't say exactly what restaurant but it was in Paris. I was shocked when I looked forward, my eyes intertwined with the eyes of the woman who had been making out with Keaton. "What do you need, ma'am, can I help you?" the woman asked kindly. I'm confused about whether she is his ex-wife. I smiled then bit my lips inward, nervous and unsure. "Hm, is he Keaton, I want to talk to him for a moment, is that okay?" I said, glancing at Keaton who went inside and came back holding something and talking to the chef seriously. "You know my husband?" asked this woman, examining my face. How do I explain this?
*KEATON* I deliberately told Alexa to stand guard at the front while I went into the kitchen. That man must have forced Ella to meet me and I have decided that our relationship is over. There is nothing more to talk about and nothing to regret. The important thing is that my daughter is healthy and lives quietly, I can see her occasionally. "Do you remember her?" Alexa asked when Ella was half running to get away. Ella's afraid to stay with me for long, which means she's guarding the feelings of her husband who keeps watching her from afar. I know exactly what that guy is talking about. Ella must be afraid that if she wants to run away with me her child will never see her again. A cunning man who can use any means, and has complete power, I have no match. "What's her name?" I asked pretending not to know. I also didn't hear their conversation completely. I only heard Keatra Delloui Jackwell, that must be my daughter's name. "Ella, Radella do you remember?" "Radella Floweri
*Louis* After she met with the chef, Ella changed a little behavior... even though she chose me. I don't know what's on her mind, I won't force her to talk either. Our focus now is only about taking care of our children. I will abolish the tradition of arranged marriages because I don't want my story to happen to them again. "This is for you and this is for me." I heard a little boy's voice from behind the kitchen table. I peeked under the table leg. Gree and Keaty were sitting together eating ginger biscuits. They ate while laughing. If Ella saw these two, she would panic. Is this what is weighing on her mind? "Keaty, darling," Ella shouted for this beautiful daughter. Her face was very similar to the girl, her eyes were also bright blue. She's the perfect clone in my opinion. "Stts, just be quiet, mommy won't know we're here," I cleared my throat and Gree's voice immediately stopped talking. I sat while eating fruit. Ella came with a panicked face and asked, "Have you
*Keaton* "How long will you be in London?" "Not long, maybe 2 or 3 days. If you're tired, don't go to the restaurant for too long, okay darling, I'll go first, take care of yourself and the children." Alexa hugged me tightly before I got into the taxi. She must be afraid if I go to London to meet Ella. She also asked, has my memory recovered? She was always alert about that. I just reasoned that Kyle asked for my help to handle several Chinese dishes for a special event he was handling. This is true and I also use it for my interests. I went to London to meet the man and make a deal with him. I was furious because no one could get a photo of my child, it was too much. He restricted anyone from approaching and my daughter's face was always protected because it was hot from the sun. He doesn't think that I gave up and didn't try to get Ella and then he also blocked all access to my daughter. My daughter's Photos are all I want, if they are in the outdoors, would that be even more
*RADELLA* "Mom, why don't we cook in the kitchen without a chef? As the teacher said, we can be creative." Her little mouth always protested when the waiters served food on the table. Keaty is always enthusiastic when she sees cooking shows on television. She wanted to practice it in the kitchen but Louis didn't allow her to play in the kitchen, citing danger. I also didn't allow it, because it would open up opportunities for her talents to be like those of her biological father. It is indeed difficult to deal with a human's genes. I can only limit her interest and change the flow. "Because we always have a lot of events and cooking requires a lot of preparation. We have to clean the kitchen afterward, it's a hassle, dear," I said and she still interrupted, "Not really, the chefs on television show how they work cleanly. All the dirt has to go into plastic waste, so everything doesn't get messy." "Yes, yes, yes, they are professionals and now it's time for you to sleep. Go
*Louis* As time goes by she gets better at teasing me. I don't know what she was watching that made her determined to wear clothes like this. Rubbing her unfading red lips on my finger, it's safe. I don't like it when the coloring leaves a taste on my tongue. She wanted to hold my cock straight and tight but I covered it with both hands. "Why? You don't want to be pampered in other ways?" The look in her blue eyes was half disappointed. What she wants to do for me I always think that she also did the same thing with her boyfriend last time. I don't want to be compared. I have my way and what I have never done with other couples is a normal relationship. "You know, if I don't like being toyed with, you would be wrong to tease me like this Madam. Because you are now braver, you must feel what I like, wait a moment," I took out my toys that I hadn't used for a long time. All this time I tried to have normal sex with her. People like her usually tend to want classic romance and van
*RADELLA* "Keatra's development of interest tends to be in doing things, in contrast to her other siblings, she is unique and develops quickly. We can directly channel her talents into knowing how to use all the cooking utensils for her—" I was standing with a woman who was a teacher at this school. She explains everything related to cooking. Keaty is very active when asked to cook. And she suggested that I give special cooking lessons for children her age. "No, I want her to be a doctor, not a chef. Thank you," I said and she looked confused by the slightly matter-of-fact words as to why she should refuse. I can't imagine if my daughter went to cooking school with her brother, Keaton's son. Even though they don't live in the same country if their education was abroad, they could have met. "Sometimes, we can't control what talents are hidden within them, Madam. If we ignore them, they won't develop and tend not to stand out. If supported, they can improve and become expe