Actually, Sebastian had no liking for calzone.

He was a picky eater since he was young. Being a member of the Hayes family, he grew up living a good life. Once he tasted the food and disliked it, the chef wouldn’t prepare the same food again. Calzone first appeared on the Hayes’ dining table that year when Sasha and her family visited them. The Hayes’ had the kitchen prepare this particular dish for them, knowing that they loved Italian dishes.

At that time, Sasha clearly remembered that the boy who was five years older than her had only taken a bite of the calzone.

He said it tasted awful.

Sasha retrieved her gaze as the piece of memory surged within her mind. She cast her eyes downward to focus on feeding her daughter.

A few seconds later, she heard Matteo asking, “Daddy, does it taste good?”

“Not bad.”

This time, Sebastian elegantly finished the whole calzone. Instead of showing disgust, he nodded approvingly at the savory flavor that lingered on his tongue.

Sasha was dumbstruck.

Was I hallucinating? Did he just say that it’s not bad? But I remembered him hating it after just one bite…

In a state of confusion, Sasha fixed her eyes on Sebastian.

As if he sensed her gaze, the man suddenly looked up, his eyes meeting hers.

she almost dropped her cutlery. Why do I keep looking

She quickly retrieved her gaze and then helped fetch

from further embarrassment. It was a call from the

naive Vivian suddenly leaned closer to

Sasha would not admit

mouthful to stop her from asking any more questions. “Of course not. Hurry, sweetie. I will

successfully put

them, the kids didn’t bother to ask for their dad. After taking their showers, they rushed to Sasha’s

course, Sasha was more than willing to spend more time with

had made it a habit to tell Matteo and Vivian bedtime stories when they were living together. Now

fell asleep in Sasha’s bedroom. Later, she instructed Wendy to

them had a good night’s

was awakened by the

are you awake? It’s V-Vivi… Mommy, wake

instantly wide awake at the sound of Vivian crying. She quickly climbed out of bed

her room was Vivian in her pink pajama with tear-stained cheeks, holding a bunny

shedding tears. She crouched down to hug her. “What’s wrong, sweetie? Why are

not used

herself into her mom’s arm, sniveling sadly. “Mommy, I want to go to preschool… with

that, she once again broke

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