My Captain Husband

Chapter 48 I Would Rather Have My Son Cook (Part Two)

Ada Wu covered her head unhappily and said, "It's so unpleasant to call you sister-in-law. Can I call

you sister?" She said with a smile.

Yvonne was amused by the little girl. She didn't care about the title. When Nancy asked about her

wound, Yvonne was a little embarrassed and said softly, "It's okay." She just fell on the ground, so it

was not very serious. Except for the bruises that were a little scary.

When Ada Wu took little Jacob to play, Yvonne chatted with Nancy. Nancy asked her to eat the

porridge and took Yvonne's hand to chat with her. "From now on, you should take the child to my house

more often. I think only the three of them are not afraid of Stanley in the military camp. As for Timothy,

he often wears a straight face and I don't know when he will get married. Not to mention Charles. He

just wants to be with Lori and watch her mess around that I don't know when it will come to an end.

After you marry Noel, you can be my companion in the future. "

Thinking of Timothy, Yvonne thought of the cold and gentle man, and couldn't help saying, "In fact,

Timothy is very affectionate." She was Noel's wife, so Timothy helped her that day, which proved that

Timothy cared about his brother.

"Well, the three of them are all loyal children. See if you have a friend that you can introduce her to

Timothy." Nancy had been watching the three children for so many years. Timothy seldom went out of

the camp except for meetings, which was more troublesome than the other two.

Yvonne twitched her mouth and said honestly, "My friend is indeed chasing him, but Timothy seems

to..." He seemed that he didn't like to be chased like this, or he wouldn't have been hiding all the time.

Hearing what Yvonne said, Nancy smiled and said, "It's good that someone is chasing after him!" In

fact, Timothy was a soft hearted person. When he was tired of being chased after by the woman, he

might agree.

They didn't go back until noon in Nancy's house. Since Timothy hadn't finished his work yet, he stayed

in the camp to deal with his personal affairs. After hearing a few words from Noel and Charles, he said,

"I didn't do anything. I just looked around." Charles and Noel knew that Timothy had been suffocated

these days, so they didn't drive him back.

On the way back, little Jacob held the gift from his sister and smiled all the time. It was good to have a

sister.

Looking at her son, Yvonne was in a good mood. She looked up and saw a man standing not far away.

She paused for a moment, and the man who came over also saw them. Timothy directly stopped.

"Uncle Timothy." Little Jacob raised his head and said obediently.

Timothy touched his head and looked up at Yvonne and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law." Looking at

the girl who was quiet all over, he felt lost in thought every time when he was her, as if he wanted to

see another person's figure from her.

Yvonne smiled, "Are you going home?" After saying that, she despised herself. This was the only way

home, wasn't it.

Timothy nodded and walked back side by side with her. "Boss told me what happened yesterday. I had

something to deal with, so I couldn't accompany you. I'm sorry." Yesterday, his boss told him that

Yvonne was in a bad mood. Noel was going to leave and Charles had something to deal with, so he

asked Timothy to go and have a look. In fact, Timothy knew that Noel did it on purpose. Noel didn't

want him to meddle in the affairs of the army.

But he didn't go there last night. He knew that he was familiar with Yvonne's background, but he didn't

expect that he would be so familiar with her. So last night, he didn't go there. He had been trying to

calm down his anger that he didn't know when would break out. Now when he saw Yvonne, he just

wanted to care more about this girl, and looked at little Jacob with more love.

Yvonne thought of something and smiled, "It's okay. I'm used to it!" When she said that, she looked

aside to hide her loneliness. How could she get used to this kind of thing? She couldn't get used to it.

Timothy looked at her with deep eyes, but said nothing. When he arrived at the third floor, he met Noel

who had just gone out. Seeing them, Noel was also curious. "What's wrong?" He remembered that

Larry had told him that Timothy had stayed in his office the whole night.

"I met her downstairs!" Timothy explained indifferently, "I'm going back." He didn't mean to go back to

the city, but to his own home upstairs.

Noel nodded and watched him go upstairs. Still curious, Yvonne asked, "When did you come back?"

She was still upset about the lunch just now, but she didn't expect that he had come back.

Noel rubbed her head and took her in. Little Jacob showed off his new toy and shouted that he was

going to starve to death.

Noel took him to wash his hands. The dinner was ready. While eating, Yvonne was thinking how to say

that, so she was absent-minded during the meal.

Noel picked out the fish bone for his son. Without looking at her, he said directly, "What do you want to

say? Just say it. I thought the food I cooked tasted terrible when I saw you with such a face!" Looking

at her tangled face, people who didn't know him might think that he had bullied her.

Yvonne suddenly raised her head, but he didn't look at her at all. She looked at him with a little regret,

"Can you stop asking people to send food to me? It's not good!" As a soldier, Larry should not send

food to her all day long.

This time, Noel finally raised his head and chuckled, "Well, the food in the army is not to your taste." He

deliberately misinterpreted her words, knowing that she was embarrassed and she wanted her dignity.

Yvonne couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Anyway, you don't need to ask him to send me food." She bit

her lips and lowered her head to eat.

Noel picked up some food for her and stopped teasing her, "Well, it's just an emergency plan. After I

finish my work, I won't be so busy like these days. What do you and your son eat, if I don't ask him to

send food to you?"

"I..." She wanted to say that she would do it, but she also thought that this person would definitely not

believe her. She'd better not ask for trouble again. She lowered her head and continued to eat

unhappily.

Noel exposed her lie, "Don't think too much. You can't cook. I would rather let my son cook than you

do." It meant that her son, who was four years old, was more capable than her, who was twenty-three

years old.

Yvonne was furious. She lowered her and put her chopsticks on her bowl. Was she really so useless?

After a few bites, Yvonne stopped eating. Noel looked at his son and continued, "Well, the kitchen is Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

not specially made for you. If you feel embarrassed, you can take your son to fetch food by yourself

every day. After all, there many family members who eat in the restaurant." But the soldiers were free

to eat. If the mother and son wanted to eat there, they had to buy tickets. He would deal with it later.