Please Let Me Go

Chapter 20 The Crying Little Wildcat

Antonio bit her lips mercilessly. Adelaide cried in pain and hurriedly whimpered, "Yes, I’ll keep that in

mind."

Antonio was always helpless when she cried. He had tried to threaten her, yell at her, and scare her.

But her tears were still streaming so fast.

He couldn't even kiss his wife?

Seeing her crying terribly, as if she had suffered a lot, Antonio sighed, "You win!"

"Come on, don't cry."

Antonio let her go and rarely wiped her tears for her.

"Never say what you just said. Or… !" Antonio raised his hand and made a gesture to hit her. But he

was just scaring her.

Adelaide sniffed. Without Antonio's warning, she also dare not say again. She glanced at the bowl

which was broken just now and changed the topic, "I will go to sweep the broken glass."

Antonio was silent. She knew that he acquiesced.

Picking up the paper basket from the desk, Adelaide squatted on the ground and carefully picked the

cigarette butts and broken glass on the ground up and threw them into the basket. As for the remaining

ash, she had to run downstairs to get the broom and dustpan.

After doing these things, she found that the soup in the bowl was also stained. There was a little ash

floating on it. Adelaide was very sad. It took her a long while to make a bowl of soup. She had hoped

that Antonio could drink it all.

But now, her hours of effort were in vain. The more Adelaide thought about it, the sadder she felt. She

didn't want to waste it. But there was ash in the soup. She picked up the soup bowl and was hesitant.

It was as if she and Antonio were in the same situation. She had a hard time getting pregnant with his

child. But Antonio liked Clarissa. She was reluctant to give up on Antonio. But she also did not want to

be with Antonio who loved someone else.

She was now on the verge of a choice and did not know what to do.

Antonio looked at her back. He suddenly felt that she was very lonely. She did not stand steadily.

He could not bear it. In the past, his grandmother would also make soup. She had said that a good cup

of soup would take a lot of time and effort. So, this girl should have been making it for a long time,

right?

'She deserves it. Do you forget how brother died? She is a pest, a murderer!' a dwarf's vicious voice

rang out in his mind.

'But, she's nice!' This dwarf's voice was clearly vulnerable and he said softly. Sure enough, he got a

rebuttal from another dwarf.

Antonio sighed secretly and looked down at his watch. It was almost lunchtime. So, who was cooking

when he heard the sound of the kitchen ventilator at eight or nine o'clock? The answer was self-

evident. He walked to Adelaide, who was looking at the soup with sigh.

Antonio carefully saw the ash inside and remembered the scene he was angry just now. He pressed

Adelaide's arm and took her bowl with the other hand, "I'm hungry. Go and cook."

Adelaide was puzzled, "But isn't Damla here?"

"Stop talking nonsense! What you cook tastes unpalatable. You need to practice hard."

"Alright!"

Adelaide turned around and walked two steps away. Then, she turned back to pick up the soup bowl,

"This soup is not clean. Let me go pour it."

"Leave it. Hurry to go and cook." He shouted loudly again.

Although Adelaide did not understand, she did not argue with Antonio.

She was afraid that Antonio would be too hungry. So, she simply fried a few dishes in the kitchen and

rushed to take them to the study.

The man was still lowering his head and dealing with official business. Had anyone told him that he

looked charming when he was serious? Adelaide thought to herself.

Putting the food on the table, she sat in the chair and watched him go about his business.

Antonio really forgot the time when he was busy. While he was dealing with the transnational

cooperation projects on his computer, he called Koby to explain other things.

Adelaide was lying at the desk, her hands propping up on her cheeks. She was watching him work.

The man was furious because she said something wrong a few seconds ago. But now, he worked hard

as if nothing had happened.

Adelaide was confused. How could he change his mood so quickly? If she was unhappy, she would not

be able to concentrate on her work all day.

After a long wait, Antonio finished his work at hand. He looked up and found that Adelaide was lying at

the table and falling asleep. He felt funny and shook her to wake her up, "If you want to sleep, go back

to your room."

Adelaide rubbed her sleepy eyes. She shook her head while taking the meal to Antonio, "The meal is

ready and eat it."

When she took it to the study, the food was still hot. But now, it probably turned cold, "Well, you've been

busy for too long. It's getting cold. Let me reheat it."

Antonio pulled her, "No need. You are too slow to cook. I'm already full."

Adelaide asked, "Full?"

She glanced at the empty bowl on his computer host and was shocked. She widened her eyes and

opened her mouth wide. She patted her head, "No way! There was ash in it. Did you drink it all?"

Of course, Antonio knew that there was ash. But it was funny to see her exaggerated appearance. He

couldn't help but want to tease her. He blinked, "I don't know!"

Adelaide muttered, as if something bad had happened, "My god! It's empty. Why did you drink it?"

"You are so slow that I've finished it!"

Antonio shrugged and said leisurely.

Adelaide opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, Antonio's face sank. He covered his

stomach, "I feel unwell!"

"Should you go to the hospital?"

Adelaide asked nervously. Before she could think of what to do, she had run to Antonio and helped him

sit down on a chair.

"It's okay. Just reheat the food and bring it to me to eat."

Adelaide nodded in a hurry and trotted downstairs with the food.

This time, she did not dare to delay. She reheated the dishes while heating up the rice at the same

time. She was afraid that it would make Antonio suffer from the stomach problem if she was late.

When she returned to the study in a panic, Antonio was listening to the song with energy. His feet were Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

placed on the desk and he sat in the chair, just like the boss of the underworld in a TV show.

"You are… okay?" Adelaide asked tentatively.

Antonio nodded. Seeing the meal in Adelaide's hand, he smelled and showed a disgusted expression,

"You are too slow. It tastes foul. I will not eat!"

Adelaide gritted her teeth. There were just three dishes and a soup. She heated them in two pots and

rice cookers were insulated. The total time taken was no more than 10 minutes.

She was sure she was tricked by the man in front of her, "Are you tricking me?"

Antonio looked up and suddenly put out a hand to push her to the wall. His eyes were charming and no

one could tell from his expression what he was feeling.

Adelaide froze and stood there. Feeling Antonio's warm breath, she became nervous.

"What do you want? You…"

Antonio did not answer. He narrowed his eyes. His one hand supported the wall and the other hand

pinched her chin to make her head slightly raise. Adelaide only saw his handsome face getting closer

and closer and almost touched her face. She could even feel his hot temperature and smell the smell of

the shower gel.