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.

she had looked his way, she might not have stayed calm while she went

himself. He did not like having the sweet,

whenever she went to see him in secret, she would peel an orange, cut them into several pieces, plant a

have I been doing

time she did it, she was in her first year of elementary school. By the time he was sent abroad,

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

you help me serve the

“Okay.”

who had been playing with Matteo, immediately rose and went to

Although we have decided that you can stay here tonight, we still have to tell Daddy, alright? Can you please take

for sending her eldest son

expose Mommy’s true intentions. At the same time, he was happy to do what

living room. While he was wondering where Daddy could be,

gone

the room with

When Ian got to the door, he

was puzzled to see Daddy flipping through the books on Mommy’s study table like he was looking for something. Several books on Mommy’s table, which was usually so neat and tidy, had been turned

What’s Daddy doing?

stepped into the room. “Daddy, what are

books as though possessed, froze when his son

What am I doing?

a moment ago had been

what if

his hands, lost in a daze. For a

I want to stay here for the

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