When She Unveils Identities

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Chapter 356 No Improper Thoughts About You

“You found it so quickly? Ben, you are so awesome!”

Shirley was overjoyed. She quickly got up from the sofa and went to the computer.

“Look, Mommy!”

Bennett pointed to the beautiful Seven-colored Glazed Cup on the computer screen. His chubby little

face was proud as he said, “The latest information I found is that this thing is now stored in the Crimson

Pawnshop. If you like it, you can just ask Quintin to give it to you. Anyway, he said if you were willing to

be his wife, his things would be yours.”

“This… is too much of a coincidence.”

Shirley was conflicted. She did not know whether to be happy or embarrassed.

Why was this thing in Mr. Quintin’s hands so coincidentally? It was not good for her to ask for it. It was

also not good if she did not ask for it.

If she asked for it, people would think she was after his wealth.

But if she didn’t ask for it, she wouldn’t give Rocco what he wanted in a week…

Just as she was in a dilemma, the doorbell rang, and something even more coincidental happened.

Mr. Quintin, dressed in casual clothes and carrying high-grade ingredients, was here.

“Quintin, Quintin, you’re really here. Ben, Mommy, and I miss you so much!”

Alisha grinned and revealed a sweet smile. She held Quintin’s hand and walked into the house. She was

so cute and sweet now!

Shirley looked at the tall man who suddenly appeared and became alert. She asked coldly, “How do you

know where we live? Who told you to come?”

Mr. Quintin said, “As your husband and father of Bennett and Alisha, how can I not know where you

live?”

He had a strong aura and handed the ingredients to May naturally, as if he was the master of the house.

“Today, I bought the ingredients to cook for you. However, the children said you had not returned home

and that they couldn’t come to the Crimson Pawnshop to play with me recently I thought the Crimson

Pawnshop was in the foul Sutor Wharf. Even if no one dares to hurt you, it is not suitable for the children

to stay long. So

I came to you.”

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Mr. Quintin, who was a man of few words, suddenly said so many words, and it made sense. He was

being so approachable, which made Shirley unable to flare up.

“I see. Then I have to trouble you.”

“Have you had dinner?”

Mr. Quintin put his hands in his pockets and said in a caring tone, as if he had really been Shirley’s

husband.

“I’ve…”

Before Shirley could say anything, the two little children beat her to it.

“Quintin, my mommy just came back from work. She was busy for a day and hasn’t eaten yet. Can you

make something delicious for her?”

Alisha blinked sweetly and pouted as she said to the man, “Mommy seems to be unhappy when she

came back today. She must have been bullied by some bad guy. Hurry up and comfort her.”

Bennett touched his chin and said with a serious face, “That’s right. Mommy used to be smiling when she

came back. But today, she came back with a sad face. She must be in trouble. Quintin, you have to show

your value as her future husband. You have to solve the trouble for her and make her happy.”

Shirley was so embarrassed that she quickly glared at the two little children. “Stop it, you two. No matter

how friendly Mr. Quintin is, he is still an elder. Don’t be so rude. Do you think he is our servant or

something?”

Bennett turned back with a serious expression. “Mommy, you are hopelessly romantic. You have yet to

have a wedding to make your marriage official. But you are protecting him like this.”

Shirley didn’t know what to say.

She wanted to dig a hole out of here. Bennett was making her so embarrassed!

“These two children are naughty. They didn’t know what they were saying. Don’t take it to heart!”

She glanced at Mr. Quintin and was extremely awkward.

Although she and Mr. Quintin were not strangers, they were not that close. Moreover, he was her

creditor, so

she couldn’t be rude to him.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Quintin did not care at all. He even enjoyed it. He wrapped his long arm around her

shoulders and smiled. “What does it matter? A husband should serve his wife. Tell me who bullied you. I

will avenge you.”

The smile on Shirley’s froze, and she lowered her voice. “What are you doing? The children are not

sensible. Are you going crazy with them?”

Mr. Quintin smiled and whispered, “Since you want to put on an act, make it more convincing. Otherwise,

how can the children believe you?”

He said, “What do you want to eat? Your future husband will make it for you right now.”

Shirley was really a little hungry, and her stomach rumbled. She didn’t want to pretend anymore. She

swallowed and said, “Do you know how to cook a steak? I suddenly want to eat steak today.”

“What a coincidence. I just bought high-quality steak.”

Shirley’s eyes widened as the image of Braden eating steak appeared in her mind.

Who the hell wrote this script? Everything was so coincidental!

However, when she thought about how Braden was enjoying the steak with Alina, she felt good thinking

she would eat the steak made by Mr. Quintin.

After all, no matter how delicious the food in the restaurant was, it was not as precious as homemade

food.

“Hey, Alisha, Bennett, the moon seems to be round today. Didn’t your teacher ask you to admire the

moon? Can I take you to do that now?”

To create a chance for Shirley and Mr. Quintin to be alone with each other, May wanted to take the two

children away.

The two children were smart and ran out, not giving Shirley a chance to catch them.

Therefore, in the small apartment, there were only Shirley and Mr. Quintin left. The atmosphere suddenly

became romantic.

“Well, since they have left, we don’t have to pretend anymore. Just act normally.”

Shirley kept her distance from Mr. Quintin.

Mr. Quintin also became a little cold. He packed up the ingredients and said, “I understand. Don’t

misunderstand. I acted that way to make the children happy. I don’t have any improper thoughts about

you.”

“That’s good. That’s good.”

Shirley laughed awkwardly, feeling it was stupid of her to think Mr. Quintin liked her.

Mr. Quintin took out the steak and took it to the kitchen to wash it. Then he said to Shirley, “Excuse me,

can you do me a favor?”

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Shirley walked in, her face full of curiosity. “What do you need me to help you with?”

Mr. Quintin wore disposable plastic gloves on his hands and was using the secret sauce to marinate the

steak.

“Help me put on the apron. My hands are not empty.”

He pointed his chin at the apron hanging from the cupboard and naturally ordered.

“Help you… tie the apron?”

Shirley was embarrassed and froze in place.

This kind of action was too intimate. Wasn’t it usually the behavior of a loving couple?

He turned around and looked at her indifferently. He said in a clear voice, “Is there anything wrong? Or…

are you shy?”

“Of course not!”

Shirley did not want Mr. Quintin to see her cowardly side. She could only bite the bullet and take off the

apron. Then, she stood behind him on tiptoes and helped him put on the apron. She pretended to not

care and said, “I am a divorced woman. I’ve experienced everything. How can I be shy?”

Her thin arms were wrapped around his strong waist. She neatly tied a bow on the apron belt with her

slender fingers. She could not help but pat his back and tease, “Oh, not bad. You look like a family guy.”

Tsk tsk, even though Mr. Quintin’s face was ruined, his figure was first-class. He had wide shoulders, a

narrow waist, and strong muscles. He was not inferior to her ex-husband, Braden.

In other words, there was plenty of fish in the sea. There was always someone better than Braden. She

used to be too narrow-minded and only had eyes for Braden.

However, after the divorce, she was surprised to find that even Devin, who lived by selling his good looks

at the bar, was on par with Braden!

Mr. Quintin finished marinating the steak and set a time to wait.

He took off the plastic gloves and casually took a strange fruit slice, ready to make a fruit yogurt salad.

“Have a taste of this. Do you like it?”

He stirred the fruit yogurt with a spoon and poured a spoonful of wheat into it. Then he scooped a

spoonful and handed it to Shirley’s mouth.

“Well…”

Shirley leaned back warily. She was not too comfortable with being intimate with him and took the spoon

awkwardly. “I, I can taste it myself.”

He curled his lips and said with an insincere smile, “Didn’t you say as a divorced woman, you

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