Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 219 I Remember It All Too Well

Night fell quietly.

In the villa outside the suburbs, the three little guys waited until eight o'clock before they had dinner

today.

Connie Houghton made dinner.

"Didn't you think about cooking before you came?"

Connie Houghton frowned, put the food on the table, and asked helplessly.

This was the suburbs of the city, and it was not convenient for transportation, and takeout could not be

delivered.

Sean Holland found a nearby market to buy food, but the people of this family...

No one knew how to cook?

Needless to say, Ralph Chapman was a man who couldn't cook.

Then...

Arthur Bell didn't know how to cook.

Sean Holland didn't know how to cook.

The group of bodyguards following them was all tall and round. Every time they asked about cooking,

they subconsciously shrank back.

Connie Houghton really admired this group of people.

"Yes."

Elijah Chapman bit his chopsticks and ate while sighing lightly. "But at that time, what we thought

was..."

Fabian Chapman replied, "Mommy's cooking is so delicious, so we don't have a cook."

"Anyway, Mommy always says that if she's not busy, she can cook all the food at home."

Connie Houghton sighed and turned to look at Lottie Green, who was curled up in the corner like a

quail.

"You... better think about it quickly."

Connie Houghton knew how delicious Lottie Green's cooking was.

But now, the best cook had forgotten what to do!

Connie Houghton was really tired of cooking tonight.

Lottie Green pursed her lips and lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong. "I don't

want to forget either."

"I'm fine."

Ralph Chapman's heart ached when he saw how cowardly she was. He reached out to rub her head

and picked up the vegetables in her bowl. "You'll think about it slowly." Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's not your fault for losing your memory. You don't have to feel sorry."

The man's voice was very gentle.

Connie Houghton had goose bumps all over her body.

In the past, she only knew that Ralph Chapman had loved Lottie Green badly.

Now, he felt it on the spot...

She suddenly felt that she should find a boyfriend.

"Yes."

Lottie Green lowered her head and said softly, "I know..."

"But I still think..."

"If I still feel uncomfortable..."

Ralph Chapman interrupted her with a chuckle, "Just learn how to cook from Connie and get back the

previous cooking skills, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Lottie Green nodded. "Yes!"

Her gentle and charming look made Sean Holland and Arthur Bell look at each other in the distance.

This...

How could they remember that after losing her memory, Lottie Green's personality was fiery and

irritable?

Why was she not hot-tempered or irritable in front of Ralph Chapman? Instead, she seemed even

gentler than before?

Could it be...

Was this the power of love?

Arthur Bell rubbed his chin and looked at Lottie Green. The more he looked at her, the more fun he felt.

The corners of his lips could not help but rise.

Sitting next to him, Sean Holland frowned and glanced at him. "Mr. Bell, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm smiling at Lottie."

"Just like her mother."

"Her mother was the same when she was young, only be gentle in front of her beloved."

Sean Holland was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled sneakily. "So Mr. Bell, you agree that

they to be together in the future, right?"

Arthur Bell rolled his eyes at him. "Even if I don't agree..."

"Can I control Ralph Chapman?"

Sean Holland: "..."

It seemed to be...No.

He lowered his head and began to eat seriously.

Although the dishes made by Miss Houghton were not as delicious as Lottie's, they tasted good.

"I didn't promise to teach her how to cook in the future."

Connie Houghton was tortured by their conversation, so she curled her lips discontentedly. "She made

a potato pancake this afternoon and destroyed a pot."

"For my safety, I don't want to teach her how to cook."

"One million."

Ralph Chapman spat out a number as he ate.

"What?"

Connie Houghton's eyes lit up instantly.

"Teach her how to cook, one million."

"During this period of time, we will be responsible for the food of our whole family, plus 500,000."

"Deal!"

Connie Houghton waved her hand and said, "I'm Lottie's best friend. Her business is mine."

"She forgot how to cook. How can I just stand by and watch?"

"No!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Chapman. I'm not afraid of hardship or exhaustion. I'll teach her what I've learned all

my life!"

Lottie Green was stunned.

Why did it sound like hard that she was teaching her how to cook?

The woman lowered her head gloomily, took a few bites of rice, and then put down the bowl. She went

upstairs in a complicated mood.

Ralph Chapman frowned and was about to chase after her when he was stopped by Elijah Chapman.

The little fellow put down the bowl and chopsticks and took a deep breath. "I'll go."

The man frowned and nodded. "It's getting late. You should go to bed early."

The implication behind his words was not to let Elijah Chapman chat with her too late.

The little fellow nodded. "I know."

After that, he strode away and gracefully went upstairs.

"I'll go and have a look too."

Fabian Chapman also put down his rice bowl and carried it upstairs.

Seeing that her two brothers had gone to comfort her, Stella could only sigh. "I'm going too."

Sitting in the dining room, Connie Houghton's heart skipped a beat when she saw the three little guys

following Lottie Green upstairs.

In the past, she hadn't thought Lottie Green was happy.

But now...

She put her hands on her cheeks and looked at the backs of the three little guys. "I suddenly know

what the fun of your marriage is."

Ralph Chapman put down the bowl and chopsticks elegantly and squinted at her. "Do you really

know?"

Connie Houghton nodded.

However, the man sneered. "You can't imagine the pleasure of marriage."

Connie Houghton curled her lips. “Lottie Green has already gone upstairs, and you're the only one left.

Do you still want to give me dog food?"

"I'm telling you, I don't want to eat!"

Ralph Chapman curled his lips and laughed softly.

After a long while, Connie Houghton took a deep breath after the maid put away the leftovers. She

frowned and looked at Ralph Chapman. "Lottie lost her memory... why is it so strange?"

"She actually forgot everything related to you and cooking?"

Ralph Chapman nodded. He had chatted with Hank Han carefully in the evening.

Hank Han deduced that what Lottie Green had forgotten should be something related to her happiness.

Love, cook.

Perhaps, for the previous Lottie Green, these two were the key to her true happiness?

On the balcony.

Lottie Green and the three little guys sat in a row on the balcony chairs, quietly watching the bright

moon in the sky.

"Mommy."

Stella turned around and looked at her face. "Except for Daddy and cooking, what else can't you

remember?"

The woman was silent for a moment and shook her head.

"No more."

"All painful memories... I will remember them."