Chapter 634: Chapter 634: Where Did the Dog’s Temper Go?
Adrian Zhekova didn’t start with fussing over everything for Cindy Clarke.
He just silently observed from the side.
He didn’t say anything, but he kept mental notes of every bit of information he gathered about Cindy.
He didn’t miss a single detail.
Day after day, moment after moment, he kept track.
And now, it has become like this.
Without asking, without speaking, he can automatically make what Cindy likes.
Maverick Zhekova looked on with jealousy at Adrian, wondering where his old, dog-like temper went.
Adrian’s satisfaction from Cindy’s praise filled his gaze as he looked at the sauce he had made for her.
Suddenly, his ears twitched a few times.
Adrian glanced at Maverick and noticed the table in front of him.
He then said with a surprised face, “Dad, haven’t you made the sauce for Mom?”
Maverick Zhekova: “...”
Adrian then said, as if talking to himself, “You always mention how much you care for your wife but don’t even know her taste preferences?”
Cindy: “...”
Does he have a grudge against his dad or what?
Now she suddenly realized that Adrian and Morgan’s constant bickering and mutual dislike of each other were indeed hereditary.
As were the daily attempts to annoy each other into anger.
Victoria Wheeler wisely remained silent and didn’t speak a word.
This father and son duo had been like this for quite some time, and she couldn’t risk stoking the fire.
Maverick “heh heh”ed a couple of times, swapping his sauce bowl with Victoria’s.
Maverick said, “This is the sauce I made for your mom.”
Victoria’s bowl was still empty, waiting for Maverick to make her dipping sauce.
Maverick then made another bowl of sauce for himself.
Seeing that everyone was looking, Victoria quickly nodded, “Yeah, yeah.”
The spiciness was still a bit too much for him, but it was tolerable now.
Victoria grabbed a piece of tripe and swished it in the spicy pot following the seven-up, eight-down rhythm.
When she scooped it out, the tripe was slightly curled and had a nice crisp and tender texture when bitten, not overcooked to become rubbery like a rubber band.
Everyone was eating enthusiastically when snowflakes began to fall outside the window.
Everyone was too occupied with eating to notice the outside scene.
Aunt Evans was the first to see it.
She pointed to the window and called out, “It’s snowing!”
At her words, everyone looked outside.
By now, night had fallen over Sky City.
But the lights in the family mansion’s courtyard were still shining, only turning off automatically at 2 AM.
Thus, the mansion’s night scene was always beautiful.
When snow began to fall, it only added an extra touch of magic compared to the daytime scene.
The little one could not take his eyes off the snowfall outside the window.
After watching for a while, he turned to Adrian and asked, “Dad, can I go out and see the snow?”
“Have you eaten enough?” Adrian asked.
Morgan patted his round belly and said, “I have a little bit of space left. I’ll just go out and take a look. When I come back, I’ll still have room for more.”
Adrian: “...”
He really wanted to warn the little one to be careful not to eat too much and lose his current handsomeness or become an ordinary boy.
But he thought better of it and didn’t want to discourage him that way.
Adrian said, “Alright, then dress warmly before going out. Don’t catch a cold. And don’t go too far, just stay and look in the courtyard.”
Aunt Evans offered, “I’ll go with Morgan to have a look.”
Adrian replied, “No need, he can go by himself. You keep eating.”
“He’s the one who wants to go out and play during mealtime. There’s no reason for anyone to accompany him without eating.”
Adrian then assumed the role of a strict father. Morgan insisted, “I can go by myself! I won’t go far, just walk around the courtyard.”
Adrian added, “Right now, there’s no snow accumulation in the courtyard, only snowflakes falling. Let’s see how heavy tonight’s snowfall is. If it’s thick enough to form a layer, it’ll be even more beautiful tomorrow.”
Morgan’s excitement grew, “So if it snows all night, by tomorrow morning, we’ll be able to see the snow piled up?”
“That’s right.” Adrian nodded.