âMommy letâs go.â
Anna heard Tammyâs words, and the next thing she knew, Wayneâs car had vanished around the corner of the street. She coughed in embarrassment.
On the way back home, Tammy held Annaâs hand and said with a sly grin, âMommy, did you just have a crush on him?â
âWhat? Who?â Anna denied firmly, âWhat crush?â
âThen why did you stand there and kept staring at Uncle Wright? I was embarrassed by you!â
âTammy!â She was speechless, a feverish blush on her cheeks.
When they got out of the elevator, she suddenly remembered what Tammy did, so she pulled her collar and looked at her coldly, âI havenât asked you yet. How could you casually invite other people to our home? Have you asked for my permission?â
Tammy struggled and said with no regret, âMommy, let me go. One good turn deserves another. Thatâs what my teacher taught us.â
â......â
Anna didnât know whether Tammyâs teacher really taught her this kind of thing. On Monday, Anna met Wayne at the gate of the kindergarten after school, who also came to pick up his child.
âLet me drop you home on the way.â
Wayneâs black car was parked under an inconspicuous old tree. Seeing that there were too many people here, Anna knew it was impossible to catch a taxi here and difficult to take the subway, so she agreed.
When they arrived, she said politely, âThank you so much, Mr. Wright. If you were not always busy, I would ask you to stay for dinner.â
Her tone clearly sent a message that she was only being polite, so clearly that it was impossible for Wayne to misunderstand it.
However, someone would waywardly pretend that he did when he wanted to.
âIâm not busy.â Wayne said in a powerful tone, âMatthew happened to say that he wanted to eat the food you made. He wonât eat properly at home anyway. Letâs go.â
Then he got out of the car.
Anna really wanted to slap herself in the face. Why canât stop talking? Do I really need to be so polite?
Though she regretted inviting him, she still cooked a delicious meal after she led Wayne and Matthew into her apartment. She took all the food from her fridge, but her great cooking skills compensated for the lack of special ingredients.
âItâs a little crowded here. I hope you donât mind.â
âItâs better than I thought. Stop walking around. Take a seat and eat.â Wayne was putting the food in the kidsâ plates as if he was at his own home.
Anna felt weird about his words. But she took off the apron and sat opposite him. It was a little awkward, so she tried to say something. She said, âGabe said this afternoon that you always have business dinner at night.â âYeah.â âWhat about tonight?â
âNot doing anything tonight.â âOK.â
After this short, boring conversation, Anna decided to stop finding topics and shut up. Obviously, Wayne wasnât a chatty person.
Finding a topic and insisting on talking to him was more embarrassing than eating quietly.
After a while, Tammy swallowed her food and started chittering about what happened at school. Surprisingly, Wayne was interested in it and occasionally asked her some questions. Matthew, beside him, also nodded or shook his head as a response.
The atmosphere gradually warmed up.
After the meal, Wayne was talking to the kids in the living room while Anna was washing dishes in the kitchen. It was almost nine oâclock when she finished.
âItâs getting late. We should leave now,â said Wayne flatly, standing up from the sofa.
Anna was slightly stunned. It turned out that she neednât have thought about how to tell him to go for a long time. In retrospect, she was embarrassed by herself. When she walked them to the door, she, again habitually, said politely, âIt was all in a hurry, and I didnât prepare much for the dinner. I hope you have a good meal today. You are welcome to visit us at any time.â
Wayne took Matthewâs hand and slightly nodded to her, âMmm hmm.â
Annaâs heart missed a beat. Why does it seem that he still doesnât understand Iâm only being polite? No way. Does he take it seriously again?
The next day, the black car was parked under the old tree outside the kindergarten again. Wayne dropped Anna and Tammy home and went inside to have dinner again.
Wayne had taken his son to Annaâs apartment to have dinner for three days in a row before she realized. She found it a little inappropriate, so she avoided the tree and took Tammy to take the subway on Thursday.
Naturally, they had dinner without Wayne that night.
Anna made steaks and soup. She cut the steak for Tammy and said, âThis is delicious.â
Tammy was as happy as usual and didnât look any different from the days when Wayne and Matthew came. However, Anna suddenly had an empty feeling in her stomach.
Why does the apartment become so quiet without the two silent persons sitting opposite me? They didnât make much sound when they were here, The next day, Anna came to the kindergarten to pick Tammy up, While she was hesitating whether to go to that old tree with Tammy, her phone rang It was Wayne âMr. Wright?â âAre you at the kindergarten?â He said in a sonorous tone. âYeah.â âTake Matthew with you. I have an emergency in the company. I canât leave now.â
âWhat?â Anna was at a loss for a second and subconsciously looked at the crowd of the children. Matthew was in the center of the crowd and waving to her. He must have been waving for a long time since he was sweaty.
âOK, I know. Donât worry.â âThank you. Iâll pick him up later.â âAlright.â
After explaining to the teacher, she took Matthewâs hand and went into the car under the old tree. Wayneâs butler drove them to the apartment.
While driving, the butler looked into the rearview mirror with a bright smile on his face, âMs. Gabriel, you canât imagine how thankful the servants in the house are.â
âWhy?â Anna asked confusedly.
âBecause Matthew would often refuse to eat, Mr. Wright was always angry and dissatisfied with the servants. But now that Mr.
Wright often takes Matthew to your place to have dinner, we are all relieved. The cook asked me yesterday whether she could learn something from you.â
Anna was surprised, âDoes he take Matthew to my place because of Matthewâs eating problem?â
âYes.â The butler said in confusion, âWhat else do you think he did this for?â âAh, I think so too.â Anna hurriedly said, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Recollecting last Saturday when Wayne said she could be Matthewâs nanny at the house, she finally understood why Wayne often dropped by her house to have dinner.
He only wanted his son to eat more. I was being insane thinking that he did it for other reasons! Fortunately, I didnât refuse him too explicitly. Otherwise, it will be embarrassed.
When Wayne came to pick Matthew up at night, Anna walked them to the door and said sincerely, âMr. Wright, you can take Matthew here to have dinner at any time you want.â
Wayne still looked as calm as usual and nodded sedately, âOK.â When the car drove out of the block, Matthew fell asleep in the safety seat.
With a hand on the steering wheel, the butler looked into the rearview mirror and whispered, as if he was talking about a big secret, âMr. Wright, I have talked to Ms. Gabriel as