Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 11

“I’ll do it now.” Stay calm, stay calm. I won’t have to see her nor Lyle ever again very soon.

I could still hear her mumbling as I turned around to head to the kitchen, “Like a lifeless doll. I honestly don’t know what my son saw in you.”

To be honest, I didn’t know either. Perhaps he liked my stupidity, or maybe he liked the fact that he could get away with having an affair without me finding out.

I wanted to tell her that what was left on the table—the pan-grilled fish—was lunch but was scared that I would provoke her if I did.

So, I swiftly prepared a simple salad as well as an omelet to go on the side.

“What is all this?”

“Lunch.”

The half-eaten pan-grilled fish that Christopher had been picking at looked out of place among the other dishes on the dining table.

“Do you think I’m blind? I know it’s lunch,” she snapped. “I’m asking you what you cooked. Don’t try to change the subject.”

“Um… This is a pan-grilled fish, a salad, and an omelet.”

Wendy huffed. “My son is working to the bone. Not only does he have to manage the company, but he also has to be the breadwinner of the family. And this is all you’re feeding him?”

Yeah, right. I’m sure he’s working just as hard to get into some other woman’s pants.

I took a seat at the dining table, hanging my head as I let her words go in one ear and out the other.

My stomach was already grumbling out loud, and my patience was wearing thin. Are you done?

“You need to make a nutritionally balanced, full course meal next time with all sorts of options for him to choose from. Don’t you know how tired my son is after returning home from work every day?”

No, but I bet he must be tired from his daily hookups. “All right. I’ll make beef stew for him tonight.”

“How shameless.” She rolled her eyes at me.