<h4>Chapter 738: 738. Thinking of me every moment_1</h4>


    "Take this to her; she loves these."


    The aroma that hit her face made Elly’s eyes brighten subtly.


    The greasy barbecue she used to dislike now effortlessly stirred her appetite.


    As she reached out to take the te, she heard Harry add, "Don’t you steal her food."


    He obviously saw the gleam in her eyes just now that screamed she was going to devour the whole te herself.


    Elly: "..."


    That Harry had picked up bad habits from her dear ind owner, bing stingy and miserly.


    "Then you take it over yourself, why should my wife run errands for you without any reward."


    A certain overprotective husband immediately approached, eyeing Harry with a cold look.


    Harry: "..."


    Adam ignored the scorn in Harry’s eyes, turned his head to Elly, and said:


    "Good girl, wait for hubby to barbecue some more for you and don’t share it with anyone else."


    Elly: "..."


    She didn’t want to speak to these two childish men at all, walking towards the vi with a te full of barbecue in each hand.


    When Elly returned to the vi, she saw Helen sitting alone on the sofa, hugging a pillow and staring off into space, her eyes evidently still red.


    At the sound of someone at the door, Helen quickly turned her head. Seeing it was Elly, she let out a sigh of relief.


    "Why are you back, too?"


    Helen asked in a low voice.


    Elly didn’t answer her but sat down next to her, ced the items in her hands on the table, and countered:


    "Didn’t you say you were sleepy and going to bed? What are you doing sitting here?"


    Feeling somewhat guilty at Elly’s question, Helen unconsciously avoided her smiling gaze and said:


    "I couldn’t sleep after lying in bed, so I came back out."


    Elly bent her lips in a smile but didn’t call Helen out. Instead, she pointed at the two tes of barbecue she brought back and said:


    "I know you like these, so I brought them especially for you."


    Helen’s eyes lost their sadness as she gratefully hugged Elly, "Elly, you’re always the nicest to me, thinking of me all the time."


    Elly wanted to say that it wasn’t her who was thinking of Helen all the time.


    "Alright, alright, eat up before it gets cold and not as tasty."


    Helen picked up the barbecue in front of her and began to eat. Her mood didn’t continue to be downcast as she grabbed her favorites to munch on.


    After a few bites, she didn’t forget to tease:


    "Your man is quite something. He doesn’t know you took these for me, does he?"


    Knowing that Adam, who was stingy to anyone but his wife, wouldn’t be pleased if he knew Elly had brought them for her to eat.


    Elly didn’t answer, just looked at Helen with a pair of loving "motherly" eyes, "If you like it, eat more."


    Helen certainly didn’t hold back, especially thinking of how Adam earlier was so miserly that he wouldn’t even let her touch the food, making her want to eat even more.


    "But to be honest, Adam’s cooking skills are really not bad."


    The taste of the barbecue was quite simr to Harry’s.


    But Helen didn’t voice this thought; to her, the seasonings for barbecue were all the same, and it wasn’t surprising that different people grilling would result in simr vors.


    When she had eaten about half the te, seeing that Elly hadn’t eaten yet, she asked, "Why aren’t you eating?"


    Seeing Helen had almost finished eating, Elly joked with augh, "Beforeing here, someone warned me not topete with you for food."