“Alright. Mommy is going to make lunch now. What do you both feel like eating?”
Nina gave some thought to it before answering, “I wanna have pumpkin soup, Mommy.”
“Okay.”
Maya shot Nina an unhappy glare. “I don’t wanna eat pumpkin soup. I wanna eat the carbonara spaghetti Daddy made last night.”
Evan cooked dinner for the kids too last night?
He cooked for the kids, took care of me, and also sent all four of them to school this morning…
He’s acting too out of character!
“Maya, Mommy doesn’t know how to cook carbonara spaghetti. So, let’s just have pumpkin soup, okay?”
Nicole patiently coaxed Maya.
Maya refused to listen and whined about wanting to eat carbonara spaghetti.
She even suggested to Nicole that she should call Evan to ask him for the recipe.
Under Maya’s insistent wailing, Nicole had no choice but to call him and ask for his help.
At that moment, Evan was talking to his grandfather, Russell.
When he saw his screen flashing with Nicole’s name, he hesitated for a good few seconds before answering the call.
“What is it?”
“I just have a quick question. Can I have the recipe for the carbonara spaghetti you made last night? Maya is craving for it and doesn’t want to eat anything else.”
“Just look it up on the internet.”
Nicole was stupefied, and she came to the conclusion that Evan was brushing her off because he had had enough of her. So, she replied, “Okay, I got it.” Then, she hung up the call.
Evan had actually browsed the internet for the carbonara spaghetti recipe last night.
“You girls wait, okay? Mommy will go make carbonara spaghetti now.”
“Okay.”
Maya reached up with her chubby hands to wipe away the tears from her cheeks, then plastered a big smile on her face.
“Who was that, Evan?”
“That was Nicole, Grandpa.”
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