Meanwhile, Chloe was happy that Vernon didn't seem to mind getting spoon fed. She wanted to feed him because it was the least she could do for him right now.
After she fed him a full plate of pasta, she murmured, 'Good boy,' in a very low voice. She thought her voice was low enough, but Vernon heard it and chuckled, "Should I ask for a tight hug too?"
Chloe jolted and laughed nervously, "Ahaha… s—sorry, muscle memory."
Vernon didn't know if this was all an act to put him in a good mood, so she could get what she wanted later. Nevertheless, he felt good, and Chloe seemed to be in a fine mood as well, so there was nothing to worry about, at least for now.
Vernon got up and ruffled Mackie's hair, "Eat your pasta, Mackie. I know it's not as good as your mother's but it's definitely better than any takeout."
"Mm… that's true…" Mackie pouted. She started eating despite her reluctance.
"Chloe…"
