Jonathan kept his cool, “Keep it up and you’ll be the next thing I quit!”

Charlie shrugged, a mock look of terror on his face, “Just sit tight with Estelle, the last two dishes are almost ready!”

Jonathan chuckled, slipped off his blazer, and took a seat next to Estelle, watching her and Kya dive into their desserts.

He noticed a dab of custard on Estelle’s lips and reached for a napkin. Leaning in, he carefully wiped it away.

Kya, seeing this, also grabbed a napkin to help clean Estelle’s face while muttering, “Act your age, will ya?”

“Huh?” Estelle paused before realizing Kya was teasing her about being messy, and burst into laughter.

“Want me to snap a pic of your cream mustache?” Estelle shot back playfully.

Kya huffed, “I’m still a kid!”

Estelle retorted, “I’m only 260 months older than you!”

Kya counted on her fingers, but soon got lost, her digits insufficient for the task, leaving her adorably confused.

watched their banter with a suppressed smile, imagining that, one day, his and Estelle’s home might be filled with

was ready,

made tapioca pudding with strawberries to warm

to me; I almost

the side, “Don’t even think about it. Even if Emily and I are together, I promise I won’t get jealous over her

“You’d better stick to your

“Of course!”

the table and called out to Jonathan,

dining room,

“You think Emily and I cook for just anyone? You’re piggybacking on

nodded, “An

shared a laugh before settling into their

refused the high chair,

touch of pride, wrapped an arm around Kya, “Can’t help it, Kya’s glued to me these days. She insists I put her to bed,

at Estelle, “What did I say on

if Charlie kept

“Come on!”

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