Right after he entered the house, he felt warm light enveloping him, as well as the alluring smell of food in the air. Even though the size of the apartment was only a little smaller than sixty square meters, it was very comforting.

What the heck? This dump is actually quite cozy.

He strode into the apartment and sauntered over to the worn-out sofa.

“Daddy, do you want some water? I can pour some for you,” Matteo offered sensibly. As soon as he reached home, he immediately thought of pouring a drink for his daddy.

Sebastian accepted his offer, of course.

At that moment, he took a seat on the sofa. As he waited for his son to get water for him, he took the time to examine this rundown apartment that was not even big enough for his bedroom.

He came too late last night. There was no time to check out the place.

When he woke up in the morning, it had been chaotic, and he missed the chance again.

While the man sank into his thoughts, Sasha had already gone into the kitchen. She heard from her son that the three of them had not had their dinner yet, so of course she had to get them something to eat.

But when she looked into the refrigerator, she found herself running short for ideas.

“You… haven’t eaten either?”

She stepped out of the kitchen, cast a glance at the man on the sofa, and asked him hesitantly.

Sebastian happened to be drinking water at that time. He turned when he heard her, and his gaze naturally fell on her person.

How unsightly!

shoulder-length short hair was not even

keep up appearances? Has she forgotten that she’s the daughter of a noble family? What

Sebastian frowned.

not find

image. He came home very late one night

he felt a sense of déjà

brows, “What do you

you go out for dinner? How is it that none of you has

What’s wrong? There’s nothing

“No, it’s not that…”

Sasha quickly denied.

food. This was her house. She kept it well-stocked. She just wanted

she

the kitchen again and proceeded to worry about what she could make

a lot of shrimps and pasta dough that afternoon just to make meatball ravioli

a picky eater. He was not a fan of seafood, spicy food, and even Asian cuisine. So what could she make

should make him some

at

deadlock at the moment. Just two days ago, they were considering a divorce. She yearned so much for

deceive themselves. Once something went deep into the bones, even

Sasha made extra portions of meatball ravioli for Ian and Matteo, just like what she did for

As for Sebastian?

up evenly. In addition to that, she even had an orange

“Dinner’s ready!”

on the table, they all cheered, forks

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