Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

“Mmm…” Adrian Zhekova lowered his head and sniffed lightly at her neck, “I’m feeling a bit hungry.”

Cindy Clarke shuddered at his words.

What was he saying?

What was he hungry for?

“I’m hungry for you,” Adrian murmured in her ear.

Cindy’s eyes widened in shock: “You heard that?”

She hadn’t said it out loud, just whispered it in her heart.

“Your emotions were fluctuating wildly just now,” Adrian said.

Suddenly, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “In fact, every time I want you, the fluctuations in your heart are especially intense. So at those times, I know exactly what you’re thinking.”

Cindy gasped sharply, her face turning beet red.

Though she couldn’t remember everything clearly, she knew what was going on in her heart at those moments.

Especially the things that were too embarrassing to say out loud, or too daring to voice. She’d shouted them all in her heart.

In that state, not actually shouting them out loud was already the greatest restraint she could muster.

How could she control herself in her heart?

Cindy could remember how many wild and shameful words had slipped through her own mind in secret.

Of course, at that time, her emotions were indeed fluctuating especially intensely.

Adrian must have sensed it all too clearly.

Knowing that Adrian heard all those words made Cindy feel terrible.

Cindy raised her palm to cover her flushed face, her embarrassment unbearable.

She felt like she couldn’t face anyone at the moment.

The things that were too embarrassing to say at that time could be imagined easily enough.

“That’s why I never asked you to say those things, because I already heard them,” Adrian chuckled softly.

He held her wrist and removed her hand from her face.

Gazing at her flushed face,

Adrian’s lips were near her ear, and before they even touched her cheek, they could feel the heat radiating from her.

His warm lips brushed against her cheek, discovering that her face was as hot as a fever.

Adrian’s lips curved into a smile, whispering softly, “I love listening to those words.”

Even if Cindy didn’t say them out loud, it didn’t matter, since he could hear them.

Moreover, because she thought he didn’t know, she was more reckless with her thoughts.

He heard all of her increasingly bold words,

which only made him more passionate.

But Adrian’s words made Cindy’s face even redder.

But what could be done about it?

Who would have thought this man could hear her innermost thoughts?

And at those times, she truly couldn’t control her emotions.

No wonder he’d always whispered to her, “Look at me.”

He wanted to hear more of her thoughts.

Cindy was so annoyed.

She was already carried back into the bedroom by Adrian.

Even if she intended to reduce the thoughts in her heart,

she couldn’t control it later on.

She couldn’t control her emotions or her thoughts.

“Cindy,” Adrian called out to her again.

Cindy knew he wanted her to look into his eyes, so she turned her head away to avoid his gaze.

As a result, Adrian directly twisted her head back: “Look at me with your eyes open.”

Cindy stubbornly kept her eyes closed and refused to comply.

This man was bullying her too much!

Then she heard him call out, “Cindy, my wife, my love.”

Cindy: “…”

She lost, she was no match for him.

In the end, she couldn’t help but open her eyes to look at him.

At the moment she opened her eyes, she saw the ecstatic expression on Adrian’s face.

***

As expected, the next day, the two of them got up late.

Instead, it was their child, Morgan Zhekova, who usually slept in on weekends, that woke up before them.

It wasn’t that Morgan woke up particularly early, but rather that Adrian and Cindy got up really late.

Morgan followed his usual weekend schedule and got up at 9:30.

Who would have expected that when he woke up, the living room would be so quiet?

There was no sound of Cindy making breakfast like usual.

Still wearing his pajamas and rubbing his eyes, Morgan emerged with his round belly and cartoon slippers.

“Cindy,” the little one’s voice was still hazy from sleep, and he yawned sleepily as he called out softly.

When there was no response, the little one called out again, “Dad?”

During his call, he had entered the living room.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, where Adrian usually would be when he had nothing to do,

“Cindy?” Morgan went to the kitchen.

There was no one in the kitchen either.

Morgan thought that this was really abnormal.

Cindy had never slept this late before.

Morgan wondered if Cindy was in the study room upstairs.

So, he stomped upstairs again, only to find that Cindy’s study room was empty as well.

And the other rooms were definitely empty too.

Now, Morgan was sure that Cindy hadn’t gotten up yet.

Morgan stomped back downstairs quickly and headed straight for Adrian and Cindy’s bedroom door.

“Cindy, Dad, are you not up yet?” Morgan asked, slapping the door from outside.

“Dad, Cindy!”

“Cindy, Dad!”

“Dad, Cindy!”

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

He had just woken up, intending to press Cindy for another round.

But just as he was about to pull her closer, he heard Morgan’s voice.

Cindy had been drowsy and completely unaware of the current time.

She had been extremely tired the night before.

Even when Adrian had just pulled her closer, she still hadn’t opened her eyes.

Now that she heard Morgan’s voice, she sobered up immediately.

“What time is it?” Cindy pushed Adrian.

Adrian didn’t know either, so he looked up at the clock on the wall: “It’s not even 10 o’clock yet.”

“Does Morgan always get up this early on weekends?” Adrian complained.

“It’s not early at all,” Cindy said.

Further delay would mean it was almost noon.

But Adrian got up, put on his pants, and went to the door.

“What are you doing?” Cindy hastily grabbed him and asked.

“I’m going to tell Morgan that we’re still sleeping and to wait a little longer,” Adrian said.

Cindy: “…”

“Don’t sleep any more,” Cindy quickly said, “If we drag it out any longer, it’ll be noon, and Morgan hasn’t eaten yet.”

“Why can’t this kid sleep in?” Adrian grumbled discontentedly.

“It’s already late,” Cindy said.

Hurrying to get dressed, she also pulled Adrian up.

Adrian was really heavy, and Cindy couldn’t even budge him.

Instead, she was pulled back into his arms.

Cindy twisted her face in annoyance, “Hurry up, didn’t we agree to take pictures and have them developed today?”

Only then was Adrian willing to get up.

Cindy had been exhausted by him, and although it wasn’t so exaggerated as to not be able to walk, she was indeed very tired.

“We’re coming out now,” Adrian called out loudly.

After a while, both of them were ready, and Adrian opened the door.

As soon as he opened it, he saw little Morgan standing at the door.