I hadn’t eaten much at the reunion. What a waste.
I silently lamented for a second.
Then I casually opened the fridge and started rummaging for food.
I called out to the two of them, “Nathan, come on over. Don’t be shy let me know if you want anything.”
Father and son both froze.
Nathan:
???
Ethan:
The housekeeper standing nearby: “?”
I felt a bit embarrassed. “Why do I feel like you’re the guest here?”
He gave me an exasperated look that clearly said “You finally realized?”
Ignoring his annoyed expression, I chuckled, “Whatever, bring my son over here. Let’s eat something first.”
After dinner, we all stayed in the living room.
As usual, I curled up on the couch and continued working on my unfinished design sketches.
Ethan brought over his picture books and quietly read next to me.
Unusually, Nathan didn’t go to the office. He sat across from us, working on his laptop.
It gave me a strange feeling of domestic blis
An hour later, I stretched and put away my design papers.
Looking at Ethan still reading, I said softly of permarket tonight, then tomorrow we can
how about Mamany
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“Okay”
Ethan nodded obediently.
Suddenly aware of Nathan’s gaze, I asked curiously, “Is something wrong?”
“I’m on vacation for the next few days.”
The workaholic was actually taking time off?
So?
“So I can spend time with Ethan.”
