Mathelina
[SEASON 2] CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Is that how a mother feels? Anna is pensive in the room, remembering the story of Elina who lost a child tragically.

Then, he stroked his flat stomach gently, saying softly, "Perhaps, I would be like that if I lost this baby."

By the way, his mouth was eager to drink something sweet and fresh. Then, he stepped into the kitchen, looking through the contents of the refrigerator.

"Good! There was fruit, syrup, and sweetened condensed milk," he murmured as he took out the dragon fruit from the refrigerator.

A housekeeper was stunned, approaching him while asking, "What does Young Lady want to do?"

Anna looked up and smiled. "Make fruit soup."

"Let me make it."

"No, I can make it myself. But if Auntie wants to help, it's okay."

The woman, who is in her 40s, began picking up fruits, peeling them, and helping to cut them into dice.

The sound of the house door rang, the two women both turned their heads. The waiter put the fruit down and asked for permission to open the door, then he rushed to wash his hands and ran outside.

What appeared was Logan. The man gave the waiter his briefcase, and asked, "Where is Anna?"

"In the kitchen, sir," replied the waiter.

A kitchen? Logan frowning. "What does he cook this afternoon?"

"The lady only makes fruit soup, sir."

Whether he realized it or not, Logan became curious and approached the woman into the kitchen. Anna, who was pouring syrup into a bowl of fruit, turned her head as she realized Logan's appearance.

"What did you bother to do?" the man, looking unhappy. "You can call me, and ask for it."

Anna grumbling. Just arrived, but the man was already nagging. "I'm craving to make this drink myself."

"Ha! The baby is so fussy! Almost every day cravings."

"That's natural" said Anna.

Logan dragged a bowl of freshly prepared fruit soup to be served. Anna's eyes immediately protested.

"It's not for you!" reproofing.

Logan doesn't care. Seeing this drink, made him cool to eat it too. "Make one more."

"What's the difference?"

"Ec ... Yeah, just I put a little ice in, "Anna replied, her voice swallowed.

"It's just worth it." Logan scoops some ice chips in a white bowl, then puts them in the soup bowl.

Anna doesn't think. This man scolded him, but he actually finished his fruit soup. Sometimes, this man's nature is a bit strange. But nevertheless....

He smiled looking at Logan late, so that it became daydream without realizing Logan turned to him. He nodded, becoming misbehaved.

"Why are you looking at me?" ask Logan.

Instead of answering, Anna instead prepared a fruit soup to hide her red cheeks.

Logan smiled scornfully. "Honestly, you're fascinated by me, aren't you?"

Anna stopped pouring the syrup into the bowl, stunned.

"I'm not surprised. A hard-selling, expensive woman like you can't resist my good looks and charisma" Logan said.

Anna put the syrup bottle on the table rather loudly, then snorted. "A similar wall, by the way" he said.

"What?" direct Logan contact.

"Have you finished eating? Here, take it to mama!"

Anna thrusts the bowl at Logan. The man was offended, smiling cynically.

"Ah, swear!"

"I know my fruit soup is good, but it's for my mom. So, mama's part don't be softened either, yeah."

Anna again insinuating him? And who is this woman, carelessly telling her? However, in the end he also took the bowl from Anna's hand.

"Oh, I haven't given your fruit soup this assessment. Wanna hear?" logan said exasperatedly but remained cold-pitched. "It doesn't feel good."

The man went out from in front of him. Anna snorted, glancing at the empty bowl Logan had eaten earlier.

"That's not good, but it's over. The!"[]