Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Morgan Clarke stared defiantly at Adrian Zhekova and said, “No one else can taste it, you’re only lucky today to have a bite. You won’t get it in the future!”

Adrian Zhekova: ‘

Hehe!

After arranging Adrian Zhekova properly, Cindy Clarke put on an apron and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Adrian Zhekova heard the sound of things being arranged in the kitchen and looked back at Morgan Zhekova. His little chubby hands were holding cookies, his mouth full of crumbs.

” Adrian Zhekova thought to himself, how is this kid such a foodie? He lowered his voice and asked, “You said in the headmaster’s office earlier that Cindy was framed by someone. What’s going on?”

Morgan Zhekova looked up at him in surprise: “Why are you asking about our Cindy?”

Hmph!

He must have ulterior motives for their Cindy.

He’s not going to say!

Adrian Zhekova: ‘

Back at the nursery, he said Uncle, you’re so nice.

Now he’s changed his face and doesn’t recognize anyone.

This ungrateful little brat!

“I helped you teach Arthur Woods a lesson at the nursery before, and now you’re not even answering my questions?” Adrian Zhekova directly took away all the cookies that Morgan Zhekova had placed on his lap earlier.

See if you can eat!

“Do you know what gratitude is?” Adrian Zhekova raised his chin slightly.

Morgan Zhekova snorted, “Our teacher said that you shouldn’t expect anything in return for doing good deeds.”

As he said that, he stealthily stretched out his chubby little hand to try to grab a cookie.

Adrian Zhekova quickly moved the biscuit box behind his back to block it.

Morgan Zhekova puffed up his little face.

He thought, how could you, an adult, fight with a child for cookies!

“That homeroom Teacher Linda from your class?” Adrian Zhekova scoffed and raised an eyebrow, “She doesn’t even know you ran out of the nursery, and she’s all for Arthur Woods. Are you sure about what she said?”

Morgan Zhekova:

Uncle, you make a lot of sense.

Even though he knew that what he said was not wrong at all, being pointed out by Adrian Zhekova made it seem completely wrong.

Adrian Zhekova’s expression changed suddenly, and he asked, “Is Cindy not nice to you?”

Morgan Zhekova glared at him angrily, like a little tiger: “Cindy is so nice to me! Don’t you frame her!”

Morgan Zhekova lowered his head, playing with his chubby little hand: “When I was in Cindy’s womb, other girls were still in college. She could have chosen not to give birth to me, avoiding the burden. She could have had a normal life going to school, dating, being with the man she loved.”

Adrian Zhekova narrowed his eyes: “Does she have someone she likes?” Morgan Zhekova glanced at him disdainfully: “I meant if she didn’t have me.”

“Cindy could have given me up entirely, and her life would have been easier. But she gave birth to me, and still gave me such a good life. She has to take care of me by herself, and it’s tough.”

“I’m lucky that Cindy has never let me live the difficult life that many children with single mothers face. Cindy works hard to make money, providing me with a big house, sending me to an expensive nursery, and making sure I’m not worse off than anyone else.”

“But what about Cindy? She has no life of her own because of me. Since I can remember, I’ve never seen her go out for fun. Whenever she has time off, she spends it with me. I know it’s because of me that even though Cindy is still so young, she never thinks about dating or liking anyone.”

“She’s afraid it would neglect me, afraid I’d be wronged, afraid that the other party wouldn’t treat me well.” Morgan Zhekova hung his head weakly and said, “If I didn’t exist, she could like anyone without the burden, without having to consider so much..”