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.

healthy food, so I decided to cook only nutritious food for her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

long to whip up a healthy

to call for them, Anne had already woken up. She was sitting on the bed with Josiah playing a game.

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

is ready!" I called out, interrupting their lovely

had

and laughing, I felt a little sad. After all, I did raise

She was my salvation.

faded away, and

her hand instinctively and said with a smile, "Mommy, I told Mr. Saunders a riddle earlier. I asked him if I used a durian and

the bedroom. I couldn't peel

I replied casually, "Durian!"

burst into laughter, and coughed again from the

said calmly, "Your voice

were stern, it was

Mr. Saunders had the same answer. But how could a durian and watermelon hurt? Of course, your head would hurt even

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