Share

Chapter 822

Wendy had arrived home half an hour before Larissa. By now, she was already in her loungewear and watching TV, slouching on the sofa. In her arms, she held a bag of potato chips that they bought from the supermarket last night.

In comparison to Kevan who was busy in the kitchen, she seemed very relaxed.

Approaching Wendy with Lewis' and Marilyn's coats, Larissa kicked her under the coffee table. She hissed with displeasure, "Can't you go and help out?"

Wendy winced in pain and withdrew her leg. She glared at Larissa and said through gritted teeth, "It's not like I can be of any help! Mr. Rogers came over early in the afternoon to wash the vegetables and prepare the seafood. Tell me, what else can I do?"

Hearing this, Larissa glanced at the kitchen with a puzzled expression. "Then why is he still in the kitchen?"

Wendy gestured towards Aster with her chin. "Ask your son!"

Larissa turned her questioning gaze on Aster, who replied proudly, "Daddy is making pretzels for me!"

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status