Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

47 What Crush?

"Mommy let's go."

Anna heard Tammy's words, and the next thing she knew, Wayne's car had vanished around the corner of the street. She coughed in embarrassment.

On the way back home, Tammy held Anna's hand and said with a sly grin, "Mommy, did you just have a crush on him?"

"What? Who?" Anna denied firmly, "What crush?"

"Then why did you stand there and kept staring at Uncle Wright? I was embarrassed by you!"

"Tammy!" She was speechless, a feverish blush on her cheeks.

When they got out of the elevator, she suddenly remembered what Tammy did, so she pulled her collar and looked at her coldly, "I haven't asked you yet. How could you casually invite other people to our home? Have you asked for my permission?"

Tammy struggled and said with no regret, "Mommy, let me go. One good turn deserves another. That's what my teacher taught us."

Anna didn't know whether Tammy's teacher really taught her this kind of thing. On Monday, Anna met Wayne at the gate of the kindergarten after school, who also came to

pick up his child.

"Let me drop you home on the way."

Wayne's black car was parked under an inconspicuous old tree. Seeing that there were too many people here, Anna knew it was impossible to catch a taxi here and difficult to take the subway, so she agreed.

When they arrived, she said politely, "Thank you so much, Mr. Wright. If you were not always busy, I would ask you to stay for dinner."

Her tone clearly sent a message that she was only being polite, so clearly that it was impossible for Wayne to misunderstand it.

However, someone would waywardly pretend that he did when he wanted to.

"I'm not busy." Wayne said in a powerful tone, "Matthew happened to say that he wanted to eat the food you made. He won't eat properly at home anyway. Let's go."

Then he got out of the car.

Anna really wanted to slap herself in the face. Why can't stop talking? Do I really need to be so polite?

Though she regretted inviting him, she still cooked a delicious meal after she led Wayne and Matthew into her apartment. She took all the food from her fridge, but her great cooking skills compensated for the lack of special ingredients.

"It's a little crowded here. I hope you don't mind."

"It's better than I thought. Stop walking around. Take a seat and eat." Wayne was putting the food in the kids' plates as if he was at his own home.

Anna felt weird about his words. But she took off the apron and sat opposite him. It was a little awkward, so she tried to say something. She said, "Gabe said this afternoon that you always have business dinner at night." "Yeah." "What about tonight?" "Not doing anything tonight." "OK."

After this short, boring conversation, Anna decided to stop finding topics and shut up. Obviously, Wayne wasn't a chatty person.

Finding a topic and insisting on talking to him was more embarrassing than eating quietly.

After a while, Tammy swallowed her food and started chittering about what happened at school. Surprisingly, Wayne was interested in it and occasionally asked her some questions. Matthew, beside him, also nodded or shook his head as a response.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

After the meal, Wayne was talking to the kids in the living room while Anna was washing dishes in the kitchen. It was almost nine o'clock when she finished.

"It's getting late. We should leave now," said Wayne flatly, standing up from the sofa.

Anna was slightly stunned. It turned out that she needn't have thought about how to tell him to go for a long time. In retrospect, she was embarrassed by herself. When she walked them to the door, she, again habitually, said politely, "It was all in a hurry, and I

didn't prepare much for the dinner. I hope you have a good meal today. You are welcome to visit us at any time."

Wayne took Matthew's hand and slightly nodded to her, "Mmm hmm.”

Anna's heart missed a beat. Why does it seem that he still doesn't understand I'm only being polite? No way. Does he take it seriously again?

The next day, the black car was parked under the old tree outside the kindergarten again. Wayne dropped Anna and Tammy home and went inside to have dinner again.

Wayne had taken his son to Anna's apartment to have dinner for three days in a row before she realized. She found it a little inappropriate, so she avoided the tree and took Tammy to take the subway on Thursday.

Naturally, they had dinner without Wayne that night.

Anna made steaks and soup. She cut the steak for Tammy and said, "This is delicious."

Tammy was as happy as usual and didn't look any different from the days when Wayne and Matthew came. However, Anna suddenly had an empty feeling in her stomach.

Why does the apartment become so quiet without the two silent persons sitting

opposite me? They didn't make much sound when they were here,

The next day, Anna came to the kindergarten to pick Tammy up,

While she was hesitating whether to go to that old tree with Tammy, her phone

rang

It was Wayne "Mr. Wright?" "Are you at the kindergarten?" He said in a sonorous tone. "Yeah." "Take Matthew with you. I have an emergency in the company. I can't leave now."

"What?" Anna was at a loss for a second and subconsciously looked at the crowd of the children. Matthew was in the center of the crowd and waving to her. He must have been waving for a long time since he was sweaty.

"OK, I know. Don't worry." "Thank you. I'll pick him up later." "Alright."

After explaining to the teacher, she took Matthew's hand and went into the car under the old tree. Wayne's butler drove them to the apartment.

While driving, the butler looked into the rearview mirror with a bright smile on his face, "Ms. Gabriel, you can't imagine how thankful the servants in the house are."

"Why?" Anna asked confusedly.

"Because Matthew would often refuse to eat, Mr. Wright was always angry and dissatisfied with the servants. But now that Mr. Wright often takes Matthew to your place to have dinner, we are all relieved. The cook asked me yesterday whether she could learn something from you."

Anna was surprised, "Does he take Matthew to my place because of Matthew's eating problem?"

"Yes." The butler said in confusion, "What else do you think he did this for?" "Ah, I think so too." Anna hurriedly said, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Recollecting last Saturday when Wayne said she could be Matthew's nanny at the house, she finally understood why Wayne often dropped by her house to have dinner.

He only wanted his son to eat more. I was being insane thinking that he did it for other reasons! Fortunately, I didn't refuse him too explicitly. Otherwise, it will be embarrassed. When Wayne came to pick Matthew up at night, Anna walked them to the door and said sincerely, "Mr. Wright, you can take Matthew here to have dinner at any time you want." Wayne still looked as calm as usual and nodded sedately, "OK." When the car drove out of the block, Matthew fell asleep in the safety seat.

With a hand on the steering wheel, the butler looked into the rearview mirror and whispered, as if he was talking about a big secret, "Mr. Wright, I have talked to Ms. Gabriel as