"Is the child asleep?" James swallowed the tender beef fillet in his mouth and asked his wife.
"Sound asleep. She wanted to wait up for you, but in the end, she dozed off right on the stool, looking so adorable."
James smiled knowingly, picturing the scene his wife described.
"My love, you've been working hard at home." The burly James looked tenderly at his wife.
Mosica shook her head. "It's no trouble at all. As long as you come home every day, nothing feels hard. By the way, my dad has planned a family dinner for us this weekend. Will you be free then?"
After taking a sip of soup with his spoon, James nodded. "Hmm, no problem. I shouldn't be too busy lately, and with that kid Deep back, he'll be able to help me with quite a few things."
Mosica propped her cheek with her hand and tilted her head, watching her husband eat.
