Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 316 Is Mommy Still Alive

Gizem did not expect Samuel would be so strict with his children’s education.

“I see…”

“You’re not a parent. You won’t know what I’m feeling,” Samuel stated emotionlessly.

She gave no comments to that.

“Your room is upstairs, next to Desi’s room,” he continued in a cold voice.

Gizem nodded in reply before taking her luggage with her as she went up the stairs.

Florinia Manor was huge.

The second floor alone had several rooms. That did not include the living room, kitchen, and other rooms in the manor.

It, in fact, looked more like a castle.

“What are you looking for?” A handsome-looking Eil stood behind Gizem, wearing a gray hoodie and blue denim jeans.

She answered, “My room.”

“This way.” He looked at her. “I’ll show you.”

“Thanks.” After thanking him, she flashed him a faint smile, causing the boy to blush.

A thought appeared in his mind. Even though she’s not pretty and doesn’t seem to be a friendly person, she looks gentle when she smiles.

When Eil led her to her bedroom, she thanked him once more before pushing open the door.

Her room was not spacious, but it had everything she needed.

Eil was not in a hurry to leave. “I ate the meatballs you made last time.”

Gizem turned around to look at him, blinking in confusion.

“Do you know how to make other stuff?” he asked out of curiosity.

“I do.” She nodded.

“Can you cook for me, then?” After a pause, he added, “Well, it doesn’t have to be now.”

“No problem, but let me unpack my stuff first.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

When the boy was about to leave, he swiveled around again. “My room is next to yours as well. If you need anything, you can look for me. I’ll help you.”

a

for a while before explaining, “I’m not treating you like a housekeeper. I

fine. I can make some food once in a

again

Gizem smiled faintly. What a cute little

a while, she

enter the kitchen and asked, “Dr. Zabinski, do you

eat the food I

housekeeper was taken aback.

Gizem nodded.

housekeeper was even

Gizem looked at the

has always been a picky eater. Actually, he’s not that picky, but he usually doesn’t like to

Is that so?

have a try,

right.” The housekeeper

that, Gizem started

fluid and natural. One could see that she was someone who often

but wanted to get himself a glass of water, so he went downstairs to

there, he furrowed

here?”

answered, “Mr. Eil wants to eat the

as Eil had never asked anybody

special about Gizem’s

the meatballs made by

the stove and explained, “I’m just

not utter

“Mr. Macari, will you please ask them to come

nod and

the second floor, he wondered why he was so obedient

stairs, the boy asked, “Daddy, what’s the

“Did

it, feeling a bit guilty.

cooking?” Desi’s big

Samuel nodded.

tugged at her father’s hand. “Daddy, you need to

on the head. “You go on ahead. I

The little girl trotted

solemnly stared at his son. “Do you also think that her

Eil shook his head.

a deep voice, “I’m not blaming you, but when your mommy comes back in the future, how

Eil questioned, “Daddy, is

but I can’t say for sure.” Samuel had no intentions of keeping

was Samuel’s heir, the boy ought to experience things like this as early as possible so that he could support the whole

to you, but you’re my son. I’ll pass this family to