I forget to remind him that Ashton was no fool.
As that thought occurred to me, I reminded Millie to speed up lest both men ended up in a physical fight at home.
When I arrived home, I rushed in to a surprisingly harmonious sight.
Gregory and Audrey were playing in the living room merrily.
In the kitchen, Ashton was wearing an apron in front of the kitchen island, while John leaned on the wall and crossed his arms arrogantly like a commander.
I couldn’t help but stare at Ashton’s househusband outfit.
It was a heartwarming sight.
Gregory spotted me first and called out, “Mommy!”
He scurried toward me. Audrey flung her toy aside and hopped after her brother.
They both hugged my legs, so I couldn’t move.
“Mommy!”
My lips curved up into a smile as I ruffled their hair affectionately. “Hello, darlings.”
John turned upon hearing my voice. “You’re back.”
“Mm.” I gave him a nod while furrowing my brows.
John waved his hand and came to sit on the sofa. “Ashton is getting worse at cooking. He couldn’t even cut the vegetables properly. Any random chef out there would do a better job than him. He can’t take care of you.”
I was amused by his snarky comment.
Previously, I told John that Ashton had lost his memory, so I arranged for him to be a househusband.
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