She had a tickle in her ear, and Olivia Jenkins instinctively shrugged her shoulders.
"Honey, don't move around, I'm almost done cooking," she said.
Daniel Marshall's deep eyes held a hint of a smile.
Suddenly, Daniel kissed Olivia's cheek while still holding her, "Wifey, did you make all these dishes?"
"Yes! Go wash your hands, it's almost dinner time."
With a warm smile playing on his lips, Daniel said, "I'm really hungry, it's just the right time for some of your cooking."
After giving a few generous kisses on Olivia's face, Daniel went to wash his hands.
Once the final dish was cooked, Auntie Jane brought out all the dishes, while Olivia invited her to join for dinner.
Auntie Jane hesitated, "Ma'am, thank you, but I'll eat later."
"If the lady asks you to join her, Auntie Jane, you should join in," Daniel intervened.
Hearing these words from Daniel, Auntie Jane dared not refuse and reluctantly sat down.
