Chapter 391 Uncle is Better Than Daddy
Kisa’s heart skipped a beat when she saw
those brooding eyes of his, which looked like that of Gilbert. “What is wrong? Did I say something wron
g?” Kisa asked.
Blake shook his head and smiled. “I like you, so I’m happy to cook for you.”
Kisa was touched by what the five–year–
old said. She liked Blake so much that she could not help stroking his cheeks. Jensen once told her tha
t Blake was adopted. But she wondered what parents would want to abandon such a well–
behaved and understanding
child. She thought she would have smiled in her dreams had he been her child. She hugged him and s
aid, “I also like
you very much. You can stay here with me for the next few days. When your godfather and godmother
come back, I will take you back to them, okay?”
“Okay. “Blake nodded obediently. But then he asked, ” Can I come to your house next time?”
“Of course you can. You are always welcome here and can play here as long as you want.”
Blake smiled happily when he heard that. This was the first time Kisa
had seen him smile so brightly. He would smile politely at people, but that smile did not seem
real. His happiness must be genuine at this moment. Just then, Andrew
and Ada came out of their rooms, rubbing
their eyes at the same time. Kisa could not help but be amused; they were waking
up at the same time and
behaving in the same way-they were unmistakably twins.
“Wow, Ma’am. It is so amazing. You have made so
much breakfast.” Andrew exclaimed in amazement when he saw the breakfast on the table.
“I didn’t make these. It was Blake who made them,” Kisa said with amusement.
“Wow!” Andrew and Ada exclaimed in unison. Ada ran over and looked at Blake in disbelief. “Did you re
ally make all this?”
Blake nodded his head. “You can try it later and see if it is good.”
“Wow.” Ada was still amazed. “Blake, you are amazing, simply better than my daddy.”
Blake was a little embarrassed by the compliment. “My dad is even better. He
taught me all these things.”
“Isn’t your godfather our uncle?” Andrew asked. “In that case, Uncle is really better than Daddy.”
Ada nodded approvingly.
Kisa regretted Gilbert was not
here at the moment, for if he were here, he would have heard what his two children said and been
upset. She knew Gilbert could not stand it when people said that he was not as good as Jensen,
especially when it was his own children who said that.
“Your daddy is also amazing. He plays ball especially well. I like to play with him.”
“Is that so?” Andrew was deeply skeptical. “But Daddy
has never played ball with me. Next time, I want my daddy to play ball with me, too.”
“Your daddy never played ball with you?” Blake’s questioning tone seemed to contain a bit of
glee and excitement.
Kisa could not figure out what was going on in the children’s minds. She could not stand the three childr
After the kids went to the bathroom, she prepared them each a plate of pasta, then a sandwich, and
a glass of milk.
She had just finished getting the breakfast ready for them when Blake suddenly asked, “Do you have ch
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