Chapter 339

Chapter 339 A Peeled Shrimp for Vania

Melanie tried everything she could to stop them from talking, but there was nothing she could do.

The car arrived at Jumbo Pier quickly, and they entered the private room.

“Let Miss Vania order first,” Hanson said as he took the menu from the table.

With his wife around, the children came second.

Hearing that, Vania squinted at him. Unable to hide her smile, she said to Morales and Morgan, “I’m going to let the kids order first today. What do you want to eat?”

They then took a look at the menu together.

Melanie, who was sitting next to them, had no room to interrupt.

At least the servant could still speak with Hanson, unlike her.

“Don’t order food that is too spicy. It is bad for your health,” she said flatly.

Morales and Morgan refused to give up spicy food, saying, “Have you forgotten, Mommy? We love spicy food.”

Melanie was taken aback for a moment; she had no idea what the two of them liked.

Not wanting her ignorance to be exposed, she replied softly, “Of course Mommy knows. I’m just worried about you.”

Hearing that, they were disappointed and pouted. They were about to say ‘okay’ when Melanie continued, “If you really want to eat, you can eat a little bit.”

She ended up prioritizing her two children because she was afraid they would become angry.

“Miss Vania, do you like spicy food?” Morgan and Morales asked Vania.

This time, Hanson spoke in place of Vania, “In this regard, you guys are very similar. Miss Vania enjoys spicy foods as well.”

The two kids smiled, feeling closer to Vania.

Hanson and Melanie didn’t enjoy spicy food, so they practically didn’t cook it at home.

Now that she knew Vania enjoyed spicy food, she regretted not knowing about it earlier.

Melanie took the opportunity to speak to her children and said, with a smile, “You are not like Mommy at all. Mommy does not like spicy food.”

Both Morales and Morgan smiled cheerfully and went on to place their orders.

As the two children’s tastes were similar to Vania’s, many of the dishes they ordered were the same.

The greater their similarities, the closer their relationship.

“Okay, let’s eat,” Vania said to the two children when the dishes were ready.

“Okay.”

Morales and Morgan might have been overly hungry because they ate in large mouthfuls.

Vania, on the other hand, had been peeling shrimp for them and hadn’t even had a few bites.

The kids were also becoming more reliant on her.

At this time, even though Melanie was their nominal mother, she seemed like an outsider.

She had to keep eating to avoid embarrassment because she couldn’t even talk, let alone interact with the children.

Looking at Vania, who was busy peeling the shrimp, Hanson said to Morales and Morgan, “You two, eat by yourself. Let Miss Vania eat some too.”

“Okay.” Only then did the two children react before saying to Vania, “Miss Vania, you don’t have to peel the shrimp for us. We’re big kids; we can do it on our own.”

“All right, you can eat on your own, sweeties,” Vania said, smiling.

As she spoke, she took a shrimp and wanted to place it on the plate in front of her.

At that moment, Hanson extended his chopsticks and placed a piece of peeled shrimp. It was clearly for Vania.

Vania’s hands came to a halt for a moment, and the shrimp she took nearly fell off her cutlery.

This was not appropriate in such circumstances.

Hanson, on the other hand, was unconcerned. If she refused to eat, he wouldn’t move his cutlery away.