NovelEnglishThe 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 madecorn 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 | have stoo? | 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 | can't finish it."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen 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, "..."
She had been so nice to him last night, but everything had changed after just one night!
At this point, Anderson wisely pushed the bowl in front of him to Luther, "You can have mine."
Looking at Anderson's tender little hand, Luther slightly froze, and he felt so warm in his heart, "Anderson is the best boy in the
world. This is so kind of you. You giveyour favorite food, and | feel so touched, thank you."
Joyce glanced at Anderson speechlessly. How would her son even helped an outsider. He was still only so young, and he was so
easily bribed by Luther.
Luther stroked Anderson's little head, stood up, refilled a bowl for Anderson, and helped him get a spoon, "Here, Anderson is good.
You can have this bowl."
"Well, okay."
Anderson then ate one bite after another.
After they finished eating, Ivy ctoo, "Ms. Knowles, you can put the bowl there, and I'll wash it. I'll take Anderson to
kindergarten first."
Joyce stood up and handed Anderson a towel to wipe his mouth, "No, I'll drop Anderson off today."
She picked Anderson up in her arms and cradled him in her arms. When she had plenty of time, she wished she had more time
with him. She was often too busy to take care of him.
"Mr. Warner, are you already finished too?" Ivy diligently cleared the dishes.
"Hmm."
Luther responded.
For lvy, she had been used to Luther's presence.
Even, she always thought they were originally a couple, and a harmonious family of three.
"Actually, Ms. Knowles, Mr. Warner, | hope you don’t mind but don’t you think it’s a bit of a waste to rent two separate houses. Isn't
it even better if you simply live together. You have got enough rooms. And a meal for three is much better than a meal for two."
Ivy giggled.
Joyce had a black face.
It seemed that everyone now thought they should be a family of three.
Luther was in an extraordinarily good mood when he heard this.
His clear voice raised slightly, "My apartment, I've never had anyone clean it. Ivy, you should helpclean up my apartment later.
| will pay you double, Ivy."
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