Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel
Chapter 238

Chapter 238 Well-Intentioned

Just before Alora could no longer control her fists, the elevator arrived. After the group got off the elevator, they all said goodbye to Yvonne. "Miss Van, this way please." "Don't take those people's words seriously. They were just talking nonsense." Yvonne smiled and led the way.

"There really is nothing going on between Mr. Rowan and me." "Don't worry, I don't think there will be anything going on between the two of you," Alora said with a faint smile. "Samir has high standards." When she said this, Yvonne's expression instantly turned ugly. After a while, she adjusted the expression on her face. "You are... right." "To be able to be fancied by him, one needs good luck." After saying that, Yvonne turned her head and looked at Alora with a smile. "Is Miss Van married?"

"Yes," Alora shrugged. "Then is your husband as outstanding as Mr. Rowan?" Alora rolled her eyes. How should she answer this question? To be honest, she did not want Yvonne to know that she was Samir's wife yet. It was quite interesting to continue watching her performance. "Of course, my husband is not as good as Samir," the woman said with a smile. Yvonne sneered.

She knew it!

Although this woman was Samir's relative, her surname was Van, and his surname was Rowan. She was definitely not a very close relative. At most, she was a cousin or something, or even a distant cousin. Moreover, a married woman was actually carrying a bucket to deliver food to another man?

She was afraid that her marriage was not happy, so she wanted to seduce Samir, right?

With this thought in mind, Yvonne looked at Alora with a bit more ridicule.

"Hey, that's why you have to be prudent when you get married." "After all, it's hard to replace a man like Mr. Rowan."

"If you don't think about it properly when you get married, it will be too late to regret it after marriage."

Alora narrowed her eyes. She didn't expect that she would think like this, so she smiled. "Yes," she said.

"You should indeed be prudent when you get married."

"Otherwise, if you replace an unreliable one, there will be people who want to seduce him even after your marriage." Before Yvonne could understand the meaning of her words, they arrived at Samir's office. She smiled and knocked on the door. "Mr. Rowan." Her voice was sweet.

"What's the matter?" a man's cold voice came from the door. "Mr. Rowan, a Miss Van came to see you and brought you food." Yvonne smiled.

Samir, who was working in the office, was slightly stunned. Did she come?

He quickly stopped what he was doing and strode to the door to open it.

Outside the door, Alora was standing beside Yvonne with a cold face.

Yvonne, wearing a white dress, occupied more than half of the entrance.

"Why did you come to open the door yourself? Actually, there is no need to go through so much trouble. As long as you say something inside, I can directly open the door and go in." Samir was slightly startled. A moment later, his gaze passed over Yvonne and landed on Alora behind her. "Come in first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yvonne directly strode in with a smile.

Behind her, Alora glanced at Samir indifferently and followed her in.

Samir frowned.

It should be a good matter for Alora to have personally come to the company to deliver food to him.

But why did he feel that her current mood... seemed to be very bad?

After entering the office, Alora directly sat down on the sofa, opened the thermostat, took out the food, and placed it on the coffee table.

Seeing this, Yvonne also quickly came over to help. While helping Alora to fiddle with the food, she chuckled, "Miss Van, are these what Mr. Rowan likes?"

Alora nodded with a fake smile, "Yes, these are the tastes that Samir likes."

"You have to remember it well, so you can buy the same for him often in the future."

"I can cook all these dishes." Yvonne chuckled. "And my cooking skills are very good. I even got a first-class chef certificate."

The veins on Alora's forehead jumped, and her hands clenched into fists by her side again. She hadn't taken what Yvonne had said to heart just now.

But when it came to cooking... This was something that could easily lead to Alora's sense of inferiority! She bit her lip. "Is a first-class chef certificate that amazing?" Yvonne was stunned. Then, she laughed, "It's nothing. It's just proof that your cooking skills are good." Alora frowned and looked up at Samir. "Did you hear that?"

"This Miss Edmundson is the owner of the first-class chef certificate. Her cooking skills are very good!"

"Why don't you let her prepare all your meals in the future?"

"Miss Van, although I am very willing to cook for Mr. Rowan, don't say that..." Yvonne immediately covered her mouth. "..."

Samir rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

In the beginning, he did not know why Alora was unhappy.

But in the current situation, if he could not understand her, he would be a fool. The man sighed helplessly and turned to look at Yvonne. "You go out first. I have something to talk to her about." Yvonne pursed her lips and did not have the intention to go out.

She stood where she was and bit her lip as she glanced at Samir. Then, she glanced at Alora. "Miss Van is already married. Even if you are related between the two of you, you are not close relatives after all." "After I leave, you two will stay in the same room alone. If others see you, they might gossip about you."

"So I'd better stay here. Once someone suspects it, I can say that I am also at the scene."

The woman's words made Alora laugh coldly. "Miss Edmundson really cares for you." Yvonne heard the sarcasm in Alora's words, but she still chuckled and said with a faint smile, "I'm thinking for the two of you." "After all..."

"Yvonne."

"Do you know who she is?" Samir asked as he rubbed his aching forehead.

"Miss Van said that you and she are considered relatives," Yvonne said with a smile.

"I don't know what kind of relatives you are."

"She didn't tell me who she is."

"Mr. Rowan, why don't you introduce your relative to me?" the woman asked. "I wonder what kind of relative can personally deliver food to you with all her effort," she said mockingly. Samir felt a headache coming on.

He took a deep breath and pointed at Alora. "I'll introduce her to you in a grand manner," he said. "This is Alora, my wife."