He approached Emily, and his body was pressing against hers.
Emily was frightened and nervous.
It was early in the morning, and the kids were there. How could he be so presumptuous?
He actually...
"Let go!" she lowered her voice and tried to free herself.
"I miss you so much that I couldn’t control myself. I’m sorry."
Hunter had no intention of making out in front of the kids. He really couldn’t control himself just now.
"Mommy!" Basia called out from the bathroom.
Emily pushed Hunter hard, "Let go! Basia is calling me."
Then Hunter let go of her and followed her to the bathroom.
After helping Basia brush her teeth, Emily handed Hunter a new toothbrush and said, "Go to wash up."
"Aren’t you going to help me?"
"In your dreams!"
Hunter was surprised. He hadn’t seen her only for two years, but she actually dared to answer back now.
However, he wasn’t angry. Holding the toothbrush, he walked into the bathroom to wash up.
Ten minutes later, he sat at the dining table with the two kids.
Emily walked out of the kitchen with four bowls of porridge, fried noodles, and deep-fried dough sticks.
She fed Basia, while Hunter and Chester ate by themselves.
After drinking a mouthful of porridge, Hunter felt both bitter and sweet.
He hadn’t eaten the food cooked by Emily for two years. He wondered whether he was dreaming now.
The taste was familiar. But the difference was that he was eating breakfast with his kids now.
Usually, he wouldn’t eat porridge and fried noodles for breakfast. But today, he felt that they were the most delicious food that he had ever eaten.
It turned out that no matter how successful a man was, what he wanted the most was a happy family.
The whole family could eat breakfast together and talk about their plans for today. This was the perfect life.
After Basia was full, Emily walked into the kitchen with the bowl.
Hunter cleared the table and also walked to the kitchen. Then he heard Emily talking on the phone, "I’m really sorry, manager. The babysitter asked for leave, so I have to take care of the children by myself…"
The person on the other end of the phone said something, and then Emily kept apologizing, "After I hire another babysitter, I will work overtime to finish my work. Even if I am at home, I will work. Manager, don’t worry. I won’t miss work."
She wanted to hire another babysitter…
Hunter’s face darkened.
She had never thought of going back to the Bentson City with him. She didn’t take his words seriously.
After hanging up the phone, Emily turned around and saw Hunter standing outside the kitchen with bowls in his hands.
She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"You can go to work. I’ll take care of the children." Hunter walked in and put the bowls in the sink.
He wanted to wash the dishes, but he didn’t know where to start.
Emily took the dishcloth and walked to him, starting to wash the dishes.
"Look, you don’t even know how to wash dishes. How can I trust you and let you take care of the kids?"
Hunter didn’t insist on washing the dishes, but stood behind her and held her into his arms.
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