Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1297 The next day.
Suzie and Lucas were very surprised when they woke up.
â I thought scummy dad would sneak in again after we fell asleep, but he didnât this time, â Lucas said in amazement.
Suzie snorted. âThe door was locked. How could he get in?â
Lucas laughed dryly. He did not think that the lock was useful against people like his scummy dad.
âOkay, sweethearts, go wash your faces and brush your teeth.â
Catherine coaxed the two little rascals to wash up.
Downstairs, Shaun was already in the kitchen helping Aunty Yasmine make breakfast.
When they were eating breakfast, Old Madam Hill looked at Shaun in the kitchen and said with some disdain, âWhatâs he doing in the kitchen? His cooking isnât good anyway.â
âThatâs right. I almost died after eating the pasta he cooked before, â Old Master Hill also attacked bluntly.
Suzie and Lucas told Aunty Yasmine directly, â Aunty Yasmine, weâll eat what you made, not what scummy dad cooked.â
Catherine only managed to hold back her laughter by desperately holding it back.
Actually, the food cooked by Shaun was not that bad. It was just mediocre, so people would not feel like eating more. When compared to Aunty Yasmineâs food, no one would want to eat his cooking.
Aunty Yasmine smiled at the children. âDonât worry, your dad isnât cooking for you. Heâs only making a plate of ravioli thatâs full of love.â
At those words, everyone looked at Catherine with ambiguous gazes.
Catherine was embarrassed. âIt might also be for the children.â
âWe wonât eat it.â Lucas and Suzie shook their heads.
Just then, Shaun came out with piping hot ravioli. â Cathy, I made this for you. Try it.â
He put the plate in front of her with an expectant face. There was even a heart-shaped egg on top of the ravioli.
Suzie exclaimed. âWhy is the egg heart âshaped? Itâs my first time seeing this.â
Shaun grinned. âYouâll have someone make it for you when you grow up.â
Suzie was confused. âWhy do I have to grow up first?â
Old Madam Hill chuckled. âYouâre too young to understand.â
However, Lucas frowned and looked at Shaun silently.
âCathy, eat it while itâs hot.â Shaun blew the food. â I got up early in the morning to make this.â
â I can testify, â Aunty Yasmine said quickly, âHeâs been in the kitchen for an hour.â
Faced with the Hill familyâs eyes, Catherine could only buckle up and try the food. The taste was neither good nor bad, but she still preferred to eat the breakfast made by Aunty Yasmine.
However, after eating Shaunâs ravioli, she was full.
âItâs good, right?â Shaun smiled. â Iâll make more for you if you come tomorrow.â
Lea snickered. âIf you say that, maybe she wonâ t dare to come anymore.â
âMomâ¦â Shaun glared at her in displeasure.
âYouâre too confident in your cooking, â Lea spat at him, âI gave birth to you and your cooking skills are the same as mine. Weâre both unskilled.â
âDonât compare me to you.â Shaun counter- attacked and turned back to Catherine. âCathy, ignore her.â
Catherine took a sip of soy milk to calm herself down. â Itâs the thought that matters, but Iâll eat Aunty Yasmineâs breakfast next time. You donât need to work so hard.â