Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

“You’re well aware of the truth.” Simms’ voice dripped with sarcasm, his words biting.

“Buy a coffee, and you’ll squander the rest on candy.”

Yet, Melon shook his head again, his tone resolute.

“Sir, it’s best if you handle it yourself.”

He wasn’t naive. He didn’t wish to anger his mother and miss out on more than just candy. She’d instructed him to stay put, wait here, and he wasn’t about to disobey her so easily.

wane, impatience

his agent in the distance. With a derisive sneer, he tilted his

“Is that your mother?”

Melon nodded obediently.

hand, Simms smiled and said, “She’s meant to interview me later. Deny me that cup of coffee, and your mother’s efforts will be in vain. Cooperation hinges

of seriousness, resembling that of a seasoned adult. Without missing a beat, he responded with a deadpan tone,

directly, “If you’re skeptical, then wait and see. Should

in age, Melon comprehended the weight of accountability. Suddenly, silence enveloped

interview, your mother shall face legal action, be taken

five-year-old, he was still significantly smarter than other kids his age. When he heard about the term “legal action,” he felt it was something really serious. He also

didn’t want Mommy to be detained by