Chapter 1089

Carlos’ heart somehow softened when he saw Piggy’s dejected look.

Turning down this little girl would be a dick move. He turned to Debbie and said, “I haven’t eaten yet.

Go home and cook.”

Debbie rolled her eyes and snapped, “Okay, and..

Carlos’ face darkened. He even felt a Little wronged. ‘What’s wrong with her? She gave up easy. Is that

it, then?”

Kicking those thoughts around his skull, Carlos decided to act. In a feigned sad voice, he told Piggy,

“Evelyn, I’m starving. I need to go home and have supper.”

Piggy was cleverer than children her age, and she realized that her mom wasn’t willing to cook for

Carlos. She blinked her innocent eyes and pleaded, “Mom, please cook spaghetti for me. I want to eat

it.”

Debbie was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. Her daughter was so sneaky.

Finally, she gave in. She walked towards the building where they lived, saying, “I’m going home to

cook.”

Piggy cradled Carlos’ neck and said cheerfully, “Uncle Carlos, Mommy agrees.”

Carlos gave her a broad smile.

“Nice job!”

Debbie couldn’t help but curse inwardly, ‘Carlos, you said you wanted a son. But now you Like Piggy!’

Ding! The elevator came to a halt on the seventh floor. A family of three and a dog walked out. When

they entered the apartment, Debbie walked into the kitchen.

‘We just had supper. Piggy is actually stuffed.

As for Carlos, I don’t think spaghetti is enough for him, ‘ she thought.

Debbie planned to make beef and noodles for him. She opened the fridge and then saw the frozen

wontons she made for Piggy this morning. ‘Well,

I’d better cook some of these as well.”

Piggy was so excited that she took out all of her toys to show them to

Carlos and kept chatting with him.

While waiting for the water to boil, Debbie stared at father and daughter through the glass door, her

eyes red.

She had never seen Piggy this happy before. Piggy was laughing the whole time, and shared her

favorite toys with Carlos.

Carlos, somehow, could sense Debbie’s tense gaze even with his head lowered. He raised his head

and his eyes met hers.

He frowned at her red eyes. ‘Why is she crying?”

Debbie immediately looked away when their eyes met. She wasn’t ready for that yet. She opened the

lid and put the noodles in the boiling water.

Twenty minutes later, she came out with a bowl of beef and noodles. She placed it on the dinner table

and went back to the kitchen to fetch the wontons.