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

was a long-standing habit of hers. Sebastian never liked peeling oranges himself. He did not like

peel an orange, cut them into several pieces, plant a

long have I been doing

could not remember clearly. The first time she did it, she was in her first year of elementary school. By the time he

she had made to their eldest son. She contemplated how she should tell Sebastian that Ian could

you help me serve

“Okay.”

rose and went to

still have to tell Daddy, alright?

felt like a coward for sending her eldest son

not expose Mommy’s true intentions. At the same time, he was happy to

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

Daddy gone into

approached the room with the grapes on a

as he thought! When Ian got to the door, he

he was looking for something. Several books on Mommy’s table, which was usually so

What’s Daddy doing?

into the room.

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

What am I doing?

moment ago had been so scary that he felt the urge to search for evidence. He could

if

daze. For a long time,

I want to stay here

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