Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Several of them arrived at the hot pot restaurant downstairs, where they found an open-air parking lot to park.

Bella got out of the car holding Talia, only to realize her bag was still in the car. She turned around to retrieve it, but Damian had already grabbed it for her from the driver’s seat and got out.

Talia discreetly gave Damian a thumbs-up, thinking her dad was finally catching on a bit.

Aiden walked over first, saying, "Talia, let’s go, Daddy will hold your hand."

"Sure," the little girl nodded happily and went ahead to hold Aiden’s hand to meet up with Ethan and the others.

"Thank you, Mr. Sinclair," Bella said as she took her bag.

"Do you really have to be so formal with me?"

"Courtesy is still important," Bella smiled and took out her phone to call Cynthia Young, "Ms. Young, the reserved hot pot restaurant is at 67 Cypress Road. Are you done with your work?"

"I’m done. Have you gotten there already?" Cynthia’s voice came from the phone.

"Yes, we just arrived."

"Alright, I’ll head over now."

After ending the call with Cynthia, Bella called Judy Zimmerman and Elaine Vaughn. However, Elaine had a dinner engagement and couldn’t come, but Judy, living alone, was able to join.

Hanging up, Bella said, "Two more friends are coming along. Mr. Sinclair, you booked a private room, right?"

"Yes." Damian replied, "A large room, enough for two pots. Considering that Talia just returned from abroad and can’t really eat spicy food, and Aunt Sharon prefers healthy choices and avoids greasy foods at night, I ordered a pot of chicken broth."

"Mr. Sinclair, you’re very thoughtful, thank you." As they chatted, Sharon Cheney and the others joined them, and together they crossed the road to the reserved hot pot restaurant.

The restaurant’s decor focuses heavily on green ecology. Just inside the door, there’s a patch of green grass adorned with various small flowers, and a small, meandering stream looks quite picturesque.

They arrived fairly early, originally thinking there might be no customers at this time, but unexpectedly, the main hall was already quite full, indicating brisk business.

The waiter approached with a smile and inquired, "How many in your party?"

"Nine," Bella replied.

Damian interjected, "We have reserved a private box under the name Lee."

"Ah, you’ve booked The Orchid Room with Mr. Lee, right? This way, please." After checking with the front desk, the waiter politely led them to the private room on the second floor.

The room’s decoration leans towards traditional Chinese style, and it is quite spacious. A round table that can hold two pots is large enough to accommodate twenty people simultaneously.

"Aunt Sharon, Mr. Ford, please have a seat first." Bella greeted everyone to sit and asked the waiter, "Could you please bring us the menu so we can order? Thank you."

"Certainly." The waiter handed over three menus, "Here are your menus."

Bella took the menus, handing one to Sharon and another to Aiden, saying, "See what you’d like to eat."

Aiden pushed the menu aside, "It’s my first time having this, so I’ll go with your choices."

Sharon chimed in, "Bella, you decide."

Left with little choice, Bella handed the menu to Damian, "Mr. Sinclair, see what you’d like to eat."

Taking the menu, Damian first spoke to the waiter, "We’ve booked a pot of chicken broth, please bring that out first, and for the other pot, we’d like a spicy one." With that, he began to mark down the dishes.

He chose the classic hot pot must-haves and also specifically ordered pumpkin fritters and banana crisps for Talia, then asked Bella, "What would you like?"