"Get out." Wayne Bailey frowned, never having seen the little bun enter the kitchen before.
Of course, if it wasn't for Anna Jadwin, how could he possibly cook?
After not cooking for three years, he had somewhat forgotten his knife skills, which were now even more awkward than before, resulting in terrible-looking fish pieces...
"No, Baby won't go!" Leo puffed up his bun-like face, "Bad Daddy—"
Hearing the dispute, Anna Jadwin walked over, thinking Wayne was bullying Leo.
Standing at the kitchen doorway, she unexpectedly saw Leo holding a small spatula, helping his busy father.
"Momom!"
Anna Jadwin held a cup of water, smiling, "What is Leo doing?"
"Momom hungry, make breakfast for Momom."
Wayne Bailey frowned deeply, wondering when Leo came over to grab the spatula and claimed he helped make breakfast.
Anna Jadwin was touched deep down, not noticing Wayne Bailey at all, as if he were a transparent puff of air.
"Leo is so amazing... Can you cook?"
