Dinner lasted for over an hour.

The meal might not be as rich as the food in hotels but, because it was entirely prepared by Sasha, the children showed their utmost support. They asked for seconds, even third helpings until they were completely stuffed.

“Ian, do you like Mommy’s meatballs? It’s made from shrimp.”

“Yes, I do!”

Ian stabbed the last meatball with his fork and nodded without hesitation when Vivian asked him.

The girl was happy to hear that.

She was Mommy’s loyal fan. She would support her mommy no matter what.

But when Vivian turned to look at Daddy to ask the same question, she was suddenly spooked by the look he had on his face as he stared longingly at the plate in front of him. Her face turned pale. She did not dare to say anything after that.

What’s Daddy looking at? Why does he look so scary all of a sudden?

It was as if Sebastian had just witnessed something unfathomable. Grave horror could be seen projected in those dark eyes of his!

What’s up with Daddy? Does he not like Mommy’s cooking?

The little girl had a bad feeling about it.

Sasha did not notice that. She was doing the dishes in the kitchen. The children, after they finished their food, had left a pile of dirty dishes for her to clean.

Therefore, she was not in the mood to take note of him.

had looked his way, she might not have stayed calm while she

habit of hers. Sebastian never liked peeling oranges himself. He did not like having the sweet, sticky

to see him in secret, she would peel an orange, cut them into several pieces, plant a toothpick on one of them, and slip the dish

long have I

did it, she was in her first year of elementary school. By the time he was sent

dishes in the kitchen, she thought about the promise she had made to their eldest son. She contemplated how she should tell Sebastian that Ian could

can you help me serve the

“Okay.”

playing with Matteo, immediately rose and went to the kitchen to

listen to me. Although we have decided that you can stay here tonight, we still

for sending her

true intentions. At the same

he could not find Daddy in the living room. While he was wondering where Daddy could be, he noticed

Daddy gone into Mommy’s

room with the

got to the door,

table like he was looking for something. Several books on Mommy’s table, which was usually so neat and tidy, had been

What’s Daddy doing?

into the room. “Daddy,

been feverishly flipping through the books as though possessed, froze when his

What am I doing?

fact, Sebastian was not sure himself. It could be that the idea he hatched just a moment ago had

what if he

For a long time, he did not look away

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