Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 216 Aren't You Afraid of Poisoning?

Connie's words made the three little guys on the railing upstairs look at each other involuntarily.

"Well..."

Stella looked up weakly at the two brothers in front of her. "Mommy's cooking skill... is really good?"

Elijah was stunned. "She used to be a good cook."

"She lost her memory... She won't forget about cooking, will she?"

Elijah had asked his mommy to make apple cakes for them. Although one part of the reason was that

he really wanted to eat them, the more important reason was that he wanted to let his mommy refresh

her memory through cooking for them as before.

But now it seemed...

"I also think she won't forget cooking without memory loss."

Fabian frowned. "But mommy used to cook well... She never failed."

The three little guys looked at each other again.

In the end, Elijah glanced indifferently at Fabian. "You can go down and take a look."

Fabian held his arms around his chest. "Stella, you go."

Stella blinked her eyes and walked to Elijah with an innocent face. She pulled his sleeve and said,

"Elijah... will you really let me go?"

"I've never eaten an apple pie made by Mommy. I don't know if she's made the same taste as before..."

Elijah glanced helplessly at Fabian.

However, Fabian looked at Stella.

Stella continued to shake the sleeves of Elijah.

The three little guys were in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, they all decided to ask their daddy for

help!

As such, there was a knock on the door of Ralph's study.

Inside the door, Ralph frowned slightly and looked at the three little guys who minced up to him.

"What's wrong?"

Finally, Stella bravely stepped forward. "Daddy, Mommy is cooking delicious food for us downstairs."

"But we're not hungry. We don't want to disappoint Mommy."

"So can you eat on behalf of us, Daddy?"

Ralph looked at them with a frown. "Really?"

"Of course, it's true."

Fabian pursed his lips. "Daddy, you don't believe us. You have to trust your precious daughter, Stella,

right?"

Ralph paused for a moment and then he stood up and went out.

When Ralph passed by the three little guys, he squatted down, gently grabbed Stella's shoulder. With

the smiling eyes lurking the evil, Ralph said, "Don't let me know that you have bad intentions with your

brothers."

"Otherwise, Daddy won't like you anymore."

Stella was scared by him and took a step back subconsciously.

Elijah frowned and protected Stella behind him. "Mr. Chapman, you said before that Stella is your

sweet heart."

"Even if she lies to you, you should still dote on her, right?"

Ralph smiled. "I will definitely dote on her even if she lies to me."

"But if it's you two..."

His eyes turned cold. "When Lottie drank my bottle of wine, you two didn't seem to pay the money." NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Elijah and Fabian looked at each other.

Then they picked up Stella from both sides and quickly ran away.

Standing at the door of the study, Ralph looked at the backs of the three little guys and shook his head

helplessly.

Taking a deep breath, Ralph went downstairs.

As walking down step by step, Ralph could smell the burn of the food.

By the time Ralph reached the dining room, Lottie was placing the burning food on the table.

In the kitchen behind her, the ventilation door was open, and Connie was washing the pot helplessly.

Seeing him come, Lottie smiled. "Elijah said that Fabian wanted to eat the apple pies I made..."

"I don't remember how I made the apple pie, so..."

Ralph saw with a frown.

The three little guys should have been kind, but unfortunately, they knew that Lottie had messed up the

apple pie, so they finally let him come down to clean up the mess.

Ralph sighed and looked down at the plate on the dining table.

Although the plate was dark inside, the original appearance could be seen...It should be a piece of

apple.

Ralph was speechless. Therefore, Lottie forgot how to make the apple pie, so, she directly cut the

apple slice and put it in the pot as a pie to fry?

Ralph's gaze made Lottie feel a little embarrassed.

Lottie bit her lip and subconsciously picked up the plate. "Forget it. It's definitely not good to eat this. I'll

throw it away..."

As soon as Lottie's hand touched the plate, she was pressed by Ralph.

He smiled and said, "Although it doesn't look good, it may taste good. I'll try it."

Lottie bit her lip, feeling a little uneasy. "It won't be delicious..."

"You don't have confidence in yourself?"

Ralph chuckled. "You used to be very good at cooking. I believe that even if you forget the specific

steps, your talent should still be there."

"I believe that even if you don't cook well, the taste should be good."

"Even if the taste is not good, it will be better in the future."

Ralph's voice was low and slow.

As he spoke, his eyes would quietly look at Lottie.

The determination and encouragement that seeped out of his eyes instantly warmed Lottie's heart.

Lottie bit her lip and let go of the plate. "Thank you for being so kind..."

After that, she took a deep breath, picked up her fork, and handed it to Ralph. "In fact, I think you're

right. The taste should be good."

"I just put five spoons of salt in it."

Ralph was shocked.

His hand, which was holding the fork, stopped violently.

Was it not too late to take back what he had just done?

Ralph took a deep breath, picked up the fork, and had a taste.

The black apple was full of fried salt.

He tried his best to eat it.

After a long time, Ralph swallowed the apple.

"It tastes... good."

After that, Ralph picked up the second one.

"Ralph, are you crazy?"

The moment Ralph put the second piece into his mouth. Connie just came out of the kitchen.

Connie watched in shock as Ralph ate the apple without a bad expression. She was so shocked. "You

want to die?"

Ralph frowned and looked at her without saying anything.

Lottie bit her lip and turned to glare at Connie. "Why are you saying that about Ralph?"

Connie helplessly rubbed the sore spot between her eyebrows and said, "Ralph, you love Lottie so

much."

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

Lottie rolled her eyes at her. "How could he be poisoned?"

"Your apples..."

For a moment, Connie didn't know how to describe them.

Finally, Connie took a deep breath. "Try them yourself if you don't believe me. If you can eat it like

Ralph, I will say nothing!"

Connie regretted what she said.

She and Connie had known each other for many years and knew Lottie's personality, so she dared to

say anything.

But now, Lottie..."Lottie wasn't the person I had known.

She was so hot-tempered now. What if she got angry...?

But to Connie's surprise, Lottie was not angry.

She glanced at the empty plate and then at Ralph, who had just swallowed the apples.

The next second, Lottie directly reached out to hold Ralph's arm and put her mouth close to his thin

lips-