A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 219

Matilda arrived home just as the evening was settling in, having taken Logan on a little supermarket adventure. The friendly cashiers had grown familiar with the sight of her and her super cute son, and couldn’t help but greet them with a playful cheer, “Little Logan, out with Mommy for some treats today?”

“No treats today,” Logan declared, imitating the grown–ups with a shake of his head, “Mom says we’re having a family fondue night!”

The bunch of them showered Logan with praise, chuckling at his antics. With such an adorable little charmer, Matilda had practically won over everyone in the neighborhood. Leading Logan by the hand, she could hear the continued praises for her fortune in having such a clever boy.

Once home, Matilda and Logan busied themselves in the kitchen, washing the veggies and preparing the platter for their fondue feast. Everything set, Matilda caught Logan eyeing the bubbling pot on the table with anticipation. She chuckled, “Wash your hands and grab a chair, sweetie. I’ll go fetch Uncle Orson.”

“Okay!” Logan hopped onto a chair as Matilda headed to the room that used to be Chloe’s, knocking twice before calling out, “Excuse

me…

of Orson, shirtless, in the midst of changing. His muscled back was to her, each defined muscle

Matilda paused, “You…”

nonchalantly, tossed his shirt to the floor and approached

demeanor was like that of a lord of the

replied, “It’s your first day here, and Logan and I have prepared a family fondue. We’ve got

bare–chested, moved closer, “Got a shirt

momentarily thrown off.

on the floor,

bottom of a suitcase and handed it to Orson. He slipped his arms through, fastening the buttons with his slender fingers before casually adjusting the collar and checking his reflection in Chloe’s full–length mirror.

sound of approval, “Not bad. You

someone else’s.” It was for Yvan, but that ended up just being a joke, best forgotten.