My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 216

Graciana’s words made the three little fellows near the railing look at each other involuntarily. “That.” Liliana looked up weakly at her two older brothers in front of her. “Mommy’s cooking skills… are they really good?” Braint was stunned, “She used to be good at cooking.” “Memory loss… don’t tell me she’s forgotten about cooking?” He asked Eliza to make them potato pancake. One reason was that he did want to eat them, but the more important reason was that he wanted Eliza to cook what she often cooked for them in the past to get her memories back Now, it seemed… “I also think that memory loss will not affect cooking skills.” Demarion frowned. “But mommy used to cook before… she’s never been burnt anything.” The three little fellows looked at each other again. Finally, Braint cast an indifferent glance at the Demarion. “Go down and take a look.” Demarion put his arms around his chest and said, “Liliana, you go.” Liliana blinked her eyes and walked to Braint’s side with an innocent expression. He pulled Braint’s sleeve and said, “Brother… you won’t really let me go?” “I haven’t eaten the potato pancake made by mommy. I don’t know if it’s the one you ate before…” Braint looked at the Demarion helplessly. Demarion looked at the Liliana guiltily … Liliana continued to sway Braint’s sleeve. The three little fellows remained silent for a long time. In the end, they decided that they were going to look for daddy! Thus, someone knocked on the door of Beau’s study. Inside the door, Beau slightly twisted his eyebrows and looked at the three little children who were pushing and shoving each other. “What’s wrong?” Finally, Liliana stepped forward boldly. “Daddy, mommy is cooking delicious food for us downstairs.” “But we’re not really hungry. We don’t want to let down mommy’s good intentions.” “So, daddy, can you eat for us?” 3 Beau looked at them with a faint frown. “Really?” “Of course it’s true.”

Beau, you previously said Liliana is your caring small cotton-padded jacket.” “Even if the small cotton-padded jacket lies to you, you still have to dote on her, don’t you?” Beau smiled. “I will definitely dote on her even if she lied to me.” “But if it’s the two of you…”   He said with a stern look, “It seems that the two of you haven’t returned me the money for my bottle of wine that Eliza drank.” Braint and the Demarion exchanged glances. Then the two little guys picked up their sisters on both sides and quickly ran away. Standing at the door of the study, Beau looked at the backs of the three little children and shook his head helplessly Taking a deep breath, he lifted his leg and went downstairs.. As he went down, the smell of burnt food downstairs became heavier and heavier. When he arrived at the dining room, Eliza was currently placing the plate of dark thing onto the dining table. In the kitchen behind her, the kitchen ventilator was turned on, and Graciana was helplessly washing the pot in front of the sink. Seeing him coming, Eliza smiled with some embarrassment. “Braint said that Demarion wanted to eat the potato pancake made by me.” “I don’t remember how the potato pancake was made, so…” Beau frowned. He knew it. Those three little fellows should have been doing this out of goodwill, but unfortunately, they knew that Eliza had burnt the potato pancake. As such, they didn’t want to eat the potato pancake and in the end, got him to come down and clean up the mess. He sighed and looked down at the plates on the table. Although the plate was dark, its original outline could be seen… It should be a piece of potato chip. … So, this little fool forgot how the potato cake was made, so she cut the potato into a chip directly and put it in the pot to fry it? Beau’s eyes made Eliza a little embarrassed. She bit her lips and subconsciously picked up the plate. “Forget it, it doesn’t look good. I’ll throw it away.” Eliza’s hand was held down by Beau the moment she touched the plate. He smiled and said, “Although it doesn’t look good, it may taste good. Let me try.” Eliza bit her lip, feeling a little awkward. “It’s definitely not delicious…” “Do you have so little confidence in yourself?” Beau chuckled. “You used to be good at cooking. I believe that even if you have forgotten the specific steps, your talent should still be there.” “I believe that even if it doesn’t look good, the taste should be good.” “Even if it doesn’t taste good, it will slowly become better in the future.” Beau’s voice was low and slow. When he spoke, those bottomless eyes

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out of the kitchen. She looked at Beau’s calm expression as he put the potato into his mouth and ate it. She was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out. “You want to die?” Beau frowned at her but didn’t say anything. Eliza bit her lips and looked back at Graciana. “Why do you say that to my husband?” Graciana helplessly rubbed her glabella. “Mr. Valentine, this