Soren was taken aback by Serafina’s bold confidence. He scoffed, “I doubt it.” Serafina
pouted, ready to retaliate, when a sharp knock at the door silenced her. Before Beckham
could speak, Serafina quickly adopted Soren’s bossy demeanor and interrupted him. “Hey,
Ren, door duty! Grandpa and I are busy!” Soren glared at her. With a grumbling sigh, he
abandoned his Rubik’s Cube and made his way to the door. The door swung open to reveal
Cherise and Damien, carrying bags of groceries. Cherise and Damien entered, burdened
with groceries. “Ren! We haven’t seen our little man since yesterday!” Cherise exclaimed,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtembracing him. Soren squirmed in her arms, grumbling, “Ms. Shaw, you’re practically an
adult – can we skip the baby talk? It’s embarrassing.” Cherise was stunned. Beside her,
Damien burst into laughter and dropped his bags. “Right on target.” Cherise stammered,
unable to speak. How could asking her son if he missed her be embarrassing? “Is it Cherry
and Dame?” Beckham’s voice came from inside the house as he emerged, with Serafina’s
braid neatly tied with a bright pink band. “What’s going on? Why are you two here so
early?” Cherise pointed at the ingredients Damien was
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carrying, a smile spreading across her face. “Family dinner! We haven’t had one in ages.
Damien decided to cook and show off his skills!” As Damien rearranged spices on the
counter, he paused for a moment, his eyes flicking to Cherise. “Hey, Honey, haven’t you
missed my cooking?” a sweet voice had said to him while they were grocery shopping
earlier. Unaware of the loaded question, Damien glanced at the woman humming happily
beside him as she continued, “Whoa, it’s way past eleven! Let’s grab some essentials and
go to Dad’s. I’m preparing a feast to cheer him up. What do you think?” Initially, Damien
approved of Cherise’s idea. But as they navigated the aisles, Damien noticed a pattern. All
the ingredients were for dishes he knew – the ones she loved, the ones he cooked
flawlessly. He had a suspicion that she was scheming something, and voila! This woman
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had set a trap and caught him off guard. Refusing to cook in front of Beckham was not an
option after her sly “Gotcha!” mouthed playfully. (Image) (Image) (Image) Damien smiled
faintly. “I can handle it, Dad. Trust me, I can balance work and family. Besides…” Coոtent
beloոgs to Draмąnоvеls.cоm He looked at Beckham, a hint of apology in his eyes, “I owe
you an apology for last night.” Beckham’s voice softened. “No need, Son. If it weren’t for
you, I might still be blind to Gwenn’s true colors.” He paused, then added, “I may not be
the best judge of character, but I know you had my best interests in mind.”
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