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.

her cutlery. Why do I keep looking at him? I must be

instant, she had her heart in her throat. She quickly retrieved her gaze and

ringing phone spared her from further embarrassment. It was a call from the office, and the man

the naive Vivian suddenly leaned closer to her,

not admit it no matter

from asking any more questions. “Of course not. Hurry, sweetie. I

successfully put Vivian

the kids didn’t bother to ask for their

was more than willing to spend more time

tell Matteo and Vivian bedtime stories when they were living together. Now that Ian had

bedroom. Later, she instructed Wendy to carry them to their

of them had a good night’s sleep after

next morning, Sasha was awakened by the continuous knocks on

It’s V-Vivi… Mommy, wake

crying. She quickly climbed out of

her pink pajama with tear-stained cheeks, holding

She crouched down to hug her. “What’s wrong, sweetie? Why are you crying? Tell me, what

was not used to living in

“Mommy, I want to go to preschool… with Ian and Matt… but he

that, she once again broke

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