The next day.
Joyce woke up early in the morning and cooked corn porridge for Anderson.
The aroma wafted all over the room, and then she brought all the food to the table.
Anderson had already brushed his teeth and washed his face, and he sat at the table waiting for his mommy to serve him his breakfast.
At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Anderson slid off the chair and ran to the door.
It was none other than Luther.
"Anderson, good morning."
Luther smiled tenderly, "It smells so good. What are you eating?"
"Mommy made me corn porridge. It's my favorite."
Anderson said in a cute voice.
"Yeah?" Luther picked Anderson up in his arms and sat down straight at the table, "Can I have some too? I haven't had breakfast yet."
"There's no cooking for you."
Joyce gave him a blank look.
This man just showed up whenever they had something to eat, just because he lived next door! He could certainly find himself a housekeeper to cook for himself, but so far she had not seen him hire anyone.
Luther stared at the large pot of corn porridge on the table, which was clearly enough for three, and froze, "Can you two finish it?"
She handed Anderson a bowl and served herself another one.
She then said in annoyance, "I'd rather pour it out if I can't finish it."
When she thought of what happened last night in the bakery and the way he talked nonsense, she was so angry. Yet she could not really say exactly what she was angry about.
Luther, "..."
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