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.

seemed to wane, impatience creeping

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

“Is that your mother?”

Melon nodded obediently.

in his 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.

into one of seriousness, resembling that of a seasoned adult. Without missing a beat, he responded with a

his eyebrows. Facing the boy, he said directly, “If you’re skeptical, then wait and see. Should the interview

tender in age, Melon comprehended the weight of accountability. Suddenly,

interview, your mother shall face

his age. When he heard about the term “legal action,” he felt it was

Mommy to be detained by the