Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 222 after all, I Am a Strict Husband

Lottie had learned how to cook from Connie all day.

Although her progress was slow, at least she could fry eggs well in the evening.

After taking care of the three little guys, Lottie rushed to the kitchen.

Connie, who was washing the dishes aside, helplessly looked at her bustling about. "Mr. Chapman had

said that he didn't know when would he back, had he?"

"Why do you insist on frying eggs for him?"

Lottie carefully flipped the eggs in the pot and said, "I want him to see my progress."

Ralph didn't have breakfast today and was busy all day for the Bells.

As the eldest daughter of the Bells, she had done too little for him.

Since he hoped that she could cook as well as before, she would show him all her learning

achievements every day!

Thinking of this, Lottie took a deep breath and continued to deal with the eggs in the pot seriously.

Connie looked at her helplessly and shook her head silently.

"Sometimes, I really feel that you haven't lost your memory."

"On paper, you lost your memory and forgot everything relative with Ralph. Then you should be like a

stranger to him."

"Why do I feel... that you love him more than before?"

Lottie paused and scratched her head in embarrassment. "I..."

"I didn't say I love him..."

Connie rolled eyes at her. "Oh, I almost see the words "I love Ralph" on your forehead!"

"You really didn't say that you love him, but we are all adults. Who can't tell?"

After that, she seemed to think of something and curled her lips helplessly. "Not to mention adults, even

your children can see it."

"When we were having dinner just now, Fabian was showing off with me. He said that even if you lost

your memory, you still loved his daddy the most."

Lottie paused slightly. Her face was blushed.

"Oh... yeah?"

In fact, she did not know whether she loved Ralph or not.

But Ralph said that she had fallen in love with him at first sight.

He was her husband.

She should be gentle as a wife, not to let him worry...

She hated him before for leaving her in the fire.

But...

Thinking of the burn scars on his body and the fact that he really went back to look for her in the fire...

She felt no more hatred to him, instead, she felt sorry for him.

Lottie lowered her gaze and continued to fry the egg.

Connie gave her a deep look, put the washed bowls and chopsticks into the disinfectant cabinet, and

said, "Go back to your room to sleep after frying the eggs. Don't wait for him."

"Maybe he won't come back tonight."

"Mm," Lottie replied in a low voice. She turned the fried egg in the pot over.

After frying the egg, Lottie carefully put it in a heart-shaped plate and placed it on the dining table.

Then, she sat by the table and waited.

She held her phone and tried countless times to send a message to Ralph, but every time she finished

editing the message, she sighed and deleted all the contents.

What if he was in a meeting?

What if he was busy?

Would it disturb him from work if she sent him a message to urge him to come back at this time?

Would he think that she was immature?

Holding her phone, Lottie hesitated for a long time and did not send him any message in the end.

At 11 o'clock in the evening.

When Elijah went downstairs to drink water, he saw Lottie, who was already asleep on the dining table,

and the heart-shaped plate in front of her with attractive fried eggs.

The little fellow's heart skipped a beat.

After taking a cup of water in the kitchen, he placed the water on the dining table, took a blanket from

the sofa and covered Lottie with it. Then, he carefully took a photo of her and sent it to Ralph.

At this time, the conference room of the DS Group was packed with people.

It had been five years.

Ever since the birth of Elijah and Fabian, Ralph had never been to Odense again.

The people in charge of the DS Group had not seen their big boss for five years.

This time, Ralph's coming made everyone excited feel as if it was a celebration of New Year.

All the bosses of the branches gathered.

The company's conference had been going on for nearly ten hours.

Ralph sat in the seat of the host frowning while listening to the president of the branch company

reporting.

There was no other sound but the voice of the reporter.

Suddenly, a text message rang.

Ralph frowned and picked up his phone to take a look.

It was a picture sent to him by Elijah.

He felt a little surprised.

Elijah actually sent him a message, or a picture?

One had to know that Elijah was different with Fabian.

He was a little self-conscious.

Only after meeting Lottie did his autism ease.

However, he still didn't not only like to talk, but also like to contact others through social software.

Ralph clicked on the photo curiously.

In the photo, a slender woman covering a blanket was lying quietly at the table.

Her black hair hung down, looking beautiful and lonely.

There was a heart-shaped plate on the table in front of her with a well-cooked fried egg.

He frowned and sent a message to Elijah, "Is she waiting for me?"

"Other than you, will she wait for someone else?"

Elijah replied to his message, which was unusual. "Mr. Chapman, I hope you can care about the

woman waiting for you at home while you are busy."

Ralph's heart skipped a beat when he heard his son's words.

After a while, he took a deep breath, turned off his phone, and stood up.

"Everyone, it's getting late."

"We all have a family. We should be responsible for the person who has been waiting for us at home."

"Let's call it a day and make it tomorrow!"

After that, Ralph stood up first and strode out of the conference room.

In the conference room, everyone looked at each other with surprise and confusion.

Their big boss, Ralph, was used to working overtime. How could he stop everyone from work overtime?

When Ralph hurried home, Lottie was still sleeping on the dining table.

Hearing the sound at the door, she opened her eyes in a daze.

Seeing the man in black, she jumped up from her chair.

"Honey!"

She rushed into Ralph's arms excitedly. "You're back."

Ralph helplessly hugged the little woman in his arms and rubbed her head. "Didn't I tell you not to wait

for me?"

"But I still want to wait..."

Lottie raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes. "It's your business to stop me from waiting, Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

not mine. I want to wait for you. It's my business."

Her stubbornness made Ralph smile involuntarily.

He held her in his arms and walked slowly to the dining table. "Did you prepare it for me?"

"Yes!"

Lottie nodded seriously. "Have a try. What about the results of my one-day study?"

Ralph nodded. After washed hands, he sat down at the dining table. "I asked you to learn cooking from

Connie at home. Did you really do it all day?"

"Yes..."

Lottie bit her lip and carefully raised her head to look at him. "After all, my husband is strict."

Ralph was shocked by her words and paused when he was about to eat the egg.

He looked at her face in surprise. "How do you..."

"How do you know that your husband is strict?"