Please Go Away, Mr Smith! novel Chapter 62

When Sean Smith woke up again, it was daylight.

Even though he slept late last night, the biological clock he had developed over the years still made him open his eyes.

His head stung because he had stayed up late, and he stayed in bed for five minutes to get better before getting up to wash.

No sooner had he gone downstairs than he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. He paused, licked his lip, and reached up to button his sleeve.

Amber White woke up?

She was going to make him breakfast to thank him for saving his life last night?

Or was she going to stay a little longer at this house?

Sean Smith thinks the latter is more likely. After all, when he pulled Amber White out of the darkness yesterday, she was saying his name.

He thought for a moment and strode towards the kitchen. Bay champs-elysees was his personal domain, and now that she was awake, she should take her child out of his domain!

Or they would affect his mood!

As soon as he reached the kitchen door, he saw little figures bustling about inside.

Cindy White stood on a stool on the floor, leaned forward, and her hands poised on a plate of freshly prepared food.

Cindy White's long eyelashes shivered twice in the air, just like a butterfly's wings about to fly.

Her cherry pink mouth was tightly pressed, and he saw seriousness in her face.

She has the demeanor of Amber White and is very ingratiating!

He gave a cold shucks. Cindy White turned her head after hearing the voice and saw that it was him. Her eyes brightened and a layer of light came into her dark eyes.

"Daddy, you're awake!

Sean Smith grunted and said, "I'm not like some people who sleep like pigs!"

Cindy White had no idea she was talking about her mother.

Cindy White came down from the stool with the plate of dishes. She tilted her head and whispered, "dad, I have made breakfast. Let's eat!"

He froze.

Last night, he was so angry with Cindy White that he refused to eat the rice cooked by her. By nine o 'clock, he was so hungry that he had a stomachache.

He wrung brows, this is his home, why should he wronged himself?

His body loosened at the thought. He followed Cindy White to the table with her plate.

She bustled about and brought things to the table. He touched the bridge of his nose in a slightly embarrassed way.

A three-year-old girl who walked around the kitchen and table. Luckily, people didn't come here very often, otherwise, they think he was abusing Amber White's daughter.

He was stunned for only a moment. Cindy White had moved a stool to stand by his side. She took a spoon and gave him a bowl of well-boiled White fungus and lotus seed porridge.