Of the Quirinus Amalia stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 191. Let's read the author's Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart Quirinus Amalia story right here.
When Moira returned to Sage's villa, it was already 7 PM. Looking at the villa from the darkness, it seemed to be even more mysterious, with faint blue light spots, wall lamps, warm yellow light lamps, and street lamps, it made the entire villa look completely enchanting.
Moira's car automatically entered the courtyard. She then parked her car in the courtyard and carried her clothes up the wide steps as she walked into the hall, where she saw the little fellow earnestly making sections of the train tracks. Upon seeing her enter, she laughed and said, "Mommy, daddy bought this for me."
Moira immediately sighed. She didn't like the way this man doted on his son. Previously, she was teaching him about how to be frugal, but now, this man had a completely different way of education.
"Where's your daddy?"
"I'm cooking in the kitchen!"
Moira also heard the sounds coming from the kitchen. She put down her clothes and walked into the kitchen, then pushed open the door and saw a luxurious wide kitchen, with a cold gray color, inside the kitchen there was a large display table, inside the cabinet with warm lights beside, there was a set of exquisite bowls and butterflies, four big refrigerators, ovens, disinfectant cabinets, everything was there. And this man was washing vegetables by the side of the table, his tall and upright figure matched perfectly with the kitchen.
"Your room is so big." Moira immediately went to look around his kitchen.
As for the man washing the dishes, he turned his head to look at her and smiled, "I'm big for everything."
Moira didn't know why, but she immediately understood. She glared at him, not wanting to bother with him anymore.
"Any more dishes to wash?" Moira decided to help.
"There are still some Flammulina mushrooms over there. Wash them!" It's used to make soup." Sage instructed her.
Moira recalled his abominable conceit and she couldn't help but laugh, "Oh! Flammulina velutipes?"I understand."
Then, it was a man's turn to have an ugly expression. Was this woman mocking him?
Moira laughed as she went to take a shower. Sage then began to cut vegetables at the side, his hand raising his blade, a very efficient knife technique, causing Moira, who was at the side, to be filled with respect.
Because she still could not learn such an efficient knife skill, she chopped vegetables slowly every time.
"Go outside with your son and wait for me." Sage chased her out because he was worried that the smell of oil fumes would suffocate her.
Moira also didn't want her son to be alone outside playing, so she immediately pushed the door open and sat on the carpet while giving her son a lesson on how to be frugal. The little guy seriously listened and nodded in agreement.
At half past seven, Sage's four dishes and a soup came to the table. When this man cooked, he had already grasped the skills perfectly. Moreover, he had only learned to cook online, it seemed like every man had the potential to be a chef!
Moira and her son went to the table to wash their hands. The little fellow looked at the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, he was so hungry, and Moira helped to bring out the food, to see that Sage was cleaning the kitchen table with a cloth. His long white hands were wiping the bones cleanly, causing Moira's heart to soften a bit.
This man was truly different from all the rich boys she had met. It was as if he still had the temperament of a warm man and a boatman.
Sage washed his hands and when he came out, he saw that the mother and son pair on the table had not started to move yet. He smiled and sat down, "What are you waiting for me for?"
"No, I will wait for daddy." The little guy firmly said that this was the result of his father's hard work! No matter how hungry he was, he couldn't enjoy it first.
Sage immediately smiled and caressed his little head, "Okay, eat!"
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