"Children shouldn't swear," Rose reprimanded Jenson reproachfully.

Jenson glared at her and stormed upstairs, locking his room door behind him.

Rose stared at the shut door and let out a sad sigh.

'What should I do with Jenson?'

He was the child whom she owed the most.

She did not know how to even begin to make up for the maternal love he had been denied for so many years.

She glanced at the clock and realized that it was getting late.

Rose went to the kitchen and decided to whip up a hearty lunch for Jenson.

The refrigerator was filled with various ingredients but Rose had no clue as to what Jenson would like. At that moment, she had never felt more sorry for Jenson-she had failed as his mother.

In the end, she made a few dishes that Baby Robbie would have liked. 'Since Baby Robbie and Jenson have the same genes, they probably have the same taste buds!' she thought hopefully. Rose prepared a savory meal consisting of sweet and

sour pork ribs, red braised beef, a plate of "Ants climbing a tree", some sweet potato noodles with pork belly, and a seaweed egg drop soup.

Those dishes were typically made in humble homes.

Naturally, a wealthy tycoon household such as the Ares Family would rarely have this sort of meal served to them.

Just as Rose was done preparing the food, Jay returned.

When he noted the aromatic and delicious-looking dishes on the table, Jay was a little surprised.

He had always known Rose to be a terrible cook, judging on his memories when they were married, at least.

did her cooking skills

this is

why are you back?"

of state affairs every day? Going home at noon doesn't seem efficient. Did

order out for Jenson?" Jay's

Rose to answer, he

indignantly, "I

eat meals made by strangers." He deliberately emphasized the word " strangers". Deflated,

Jay still

onto Jay's face and she implored, "Please, Sir Ares, don't tell him that

scoffed. "Do you honestly think that your food qualifies to pass off

try the food

satisfaction and called

Jenson to

that those dishes were not Daddy's masterpieces. Then,

for you, so at least eat a little of it. Daddy was really busy today and didn't have time to cook

toward the dining table with every sign of annoyance, sat down, snatched the chopsticks,

up the chopsticks that Rose prepared for herself

had the world's sharpest jawline. With every bite and swallow, his

away with time. Now, she realized that putting him out of sight and out of mind was just a way

she had to do was look at him a few more times and she would

Somehow,

inside his mouth. Furthermore, the mildly spicy flavor was palatable for children. It

at first. After a few nibbles, however,

you order this

how he would try

calmly told Jenson, "Don't talk so much

Rose,"..."

so much relieved by Jay's

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