Zayne abruptly opened his eyes. When he saw Angeline, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep. H e said drowsily, "Make it yourself."
"You know that I'm sick," Angeline cried out.
"I'm still weak too," replied Zayne.
As soon as Jay left, Angeline instantly felt the feeling o f falling from the bliss of heaven.
Fortunately, Josie was one to place righteousness before family. She kicked Zayne’s butt out of bed and completely woke him up.
Josie said to him, "Go make breakfast."
Zayne sat on the ground, looking at Angeline who was glaring at him and then at the intrepid Josephine. He laughed at himself. "There are two gentle and virtuous women in the house, and neither of them does housework. What’s going on with the world nowadays? Have all the women gone rogue?”
Angeline replied, "A woman’s sole responsibility is staying beautiful.”
Zayne rolled his eyes at her. "Did Master Ares say that?"
Angeline nodded, her face filled with pride. "Yeah."
Zayne rolled his eyes once more. "He’ll suffer sooner o r later."
Josie scoffed at him. "Zayne Severe, stop grumbling. Hurry up and make breakfast, your son's hungry."
Zayne got up, fearing that his precious son would starve. He ran toward the kitchen in a hurry.
Angeline and Josie laughed at the sight.
After Jay boarded the plane, his heart became flustered for some reason. A few hours of flying felt like a year for him.
Once the plane landed, he could not wait to call Angeline. Once she answered the phone, he heard her cheerful voice and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you up to?"
"Drinking Grandma’s tea," Angeline said playfully.
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