Love in the Limelight Chapter 143

Chapter 143 

Amanda Lampard: “Astrid, I heard the filming location is pretty rough and the food is meh. How about I bring over some top–notch chefs to cook for you?” 

Astrid smiled, “Amanda, I can cook myself, no need to trouble yourself.” 

Amanda: “You’re already so busy with filming, how can you cook for yourself? If you don’t like Western food, I’ll arrange some high–end chefs for you, okay? Their only job is to cook for you, so it won’t take away from your rest and work.” 

Amanda blocked the camera, Matthew Lampard and Roman couldn’t get in the shot, they could only shout from behind, “Move a little, we want to see too!” 

Astrid looked at the elderly lady who filled the entire screen, then noticed a little hand grabbing onto the lady’s clothes. After a while, she heard Roman’s voice, “Grandma, give Astrid back to me! Give Astrid back to me!” 

“Grandma!!!” 

“Grandpa, can you control your wife!” 

“Astrid, I want Astrid!!!” 

Amanda ignored the complaints from behind, continued, “Oh, the weather’s been hot lately, I had someone specially buy skincare and sunscreen products for you from abroad. Take good care of yourself. If you lack anything, tell me. If he bullies you, just hit him, I won’t mind!” 

After Amanda talked for a while, Roman finally got his phone back, complaining, “Astrid, Grandma won’t give you back to me..” 

As he was video calling, Roman ran upstairs, afraid Amanda would snatch his phone again. 

Roman was on guard against Amanda like against a thief. 

Astrid watched the little boy on the phone, couldn’t help but laugh, “Roman, don’t be mad at Grandma. We see each other often but Grandma only sees me once in a while~” 

“Hmph.” Roman pouted, still very upset. 

Astrid: “Alright, Roman don’t be mad, why are you at your grandparent’s house today?” 

Roman pouted, “Elio is on a business trip.” 

“Oh~” Astrid nodded, “Then Roman, you should behave at your grandparents‘ house. They’re old and can’t withstand your mischief.” 

“Okay” Roman sat cross–legged in the upstairs hallway, incredibly well–behaved. 

Amanda quietly went upstairs to check on Roman, just in time to see the little guy holding the phone in one hand and covering his mouth with the other, laughing. He looked adorable. 

After watching for a while, Amanda wiped her tears and went downstairs, sitting next to Matthew, who was playing chess on his phone. As he played, he heard a soft sobbing sound next to him. He adjusted his reading glasses, turned his head, and said with a disgusted look, “What are you crying for? Shouldn’t Roman be the one crying?” 

“Roman never experienced a mother’s love when he was young, and he always rejected other women getting close to his father. Now seeing him so happy with Astrid, I’m happy for Roman!” The old lady wiped her tears, then said, “Elio never had a girlfriend before, he has no experience in dating, do you think we should give him some advice?” 

“Advice?” Matthew seemed contemptuous, “As if you have a lot of experience, you’ve only dated me in this lifetime.” 

“True.” Amanda sighed deeply, “If I knew back then, I would have dated more when I was young, so I could pass on more experience to our kids.” 

Matthew was speechless. 

His unreliable wife, that’s just the way she is. 

Such a headache.