After thinking for a while, I said, "It's about to snow again, and it will be noon soon. Do you want to stay for lunch?"

I had to say - there are days I didn't want to see him because of Anne; days when I didn't even want him anywhere near the Roberts house.

I even thought about telling Hendrix to stay away from him. This way, no one would take Anne away from me.

But I couldn't be so selfish!

He paused for a moment, turned off the tap, and then took a tissue to wipe his hands. He looked at me and asked, "Are you cooking?"

This man...

After a pause, I nodded. "Yes!" I thought for a moment and said, "I'll cook later, but no one is watching Anne. Would you do me a favor and look after her for me?" He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

I let out a sigh of relief. He didn't stay in the living room. Instead, he went straight into Anne's bedroom.

A father would always care for his daughter.

Hendrix and I should have a child soon.

food. Anne could only eat healthy food, so I decided to cook only nutritious food for her.

didn't take me long to whip

for them, Anne had already woken up. She was sitting on the bed with Josiah

much that she started to cough. Josiah helped her by patting

out, interrupting

said I had to

sad. After all, I did raise this child with my

She was my salvation.

Josiah's smile faded away, and he bent

"Mommy, I told Mr. Saunders a riddle earlier. I asked him if I used a durian and a watermelon to hit his

arms out of the bedroom. I couldn't peel my eyes

I replied casually, "Durian!"

burst into laughter, and coughed again

he said calmly, "Your

words were stern, it

at me, "Mommy, Mr. Saunders had the same answer. But how could a durian and watermelon hurt?

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