Forced marriage novel Chapter 4

"Spending quality time with your children is always the right decision"

-Poppy Sparkles-

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Destiny's P.O.V

It has been a week since I reside in Capello Residence. I am used with the way they behave here. And I have learned that Stefano Capello is a really busy man, so he barely stays at home, but he always stays at home at night, which i really appreciate.

Alan has been a really good boy. I usually read him some story books right before bed. I mean, children love story books right?

Meanwhile i have grown accustomed with all the maids here and able to know them one by one.

Elena visited us once while bringing Camellia to play with Alan.

I have known that Camellia is her adopted child since she has no husband, but she just happened to be the same age as Alan.

I love watching them play because Alan seems really happy while playing with her. Today will be another busy day, I guess.

I wake up when i hear a loud sound from the kitchen. I turn around to see Stefano still asleep soundly, so i don't bother waking him up.

I half run to the kitchen to find the floor filled with white flour, making it seems like snow just falls in a room.

And my gaze averts to a little figure sitting on the floor with flour scattered all over his body.

I half grin half worried since Alan is coughing due to the puff in the air. The maid that was nearby looks at me with an apologetic face.

"I tried to stop him, but he insisted on making the pancake himself." She said.

I approach him and help to clean his face and hair. Then, after he is a little bit cleaner, I ask him what he was doing.

"What are you doing here, sweetie?" He looks at me with guilty expression.

"I was trying to make some ... pan.. pancake." He admits, still looking down.

I am trying really hard to not laugh, that will break his pride. Instead, i help him to stand up, and clap my hand together.

"I know, why don't I help you making the pancake?" He looks at me with approving gaze.

"Alright, first we need to prepare the ingredients." I take out some eggs, milk, flour and butter and arrange them on the table.

Then, we mix the ingredients together, and then we put the mixture to the pan.

"I wanna try!" Alan says while he watches me putting the mixture.

"Okay, here you go" I pick him up so he can pour it himself.

To my surprise, he makes three perfectly round pancakes. This kid has the talent.

"Now let's move them into beautiful plates and put some garnishing on top." I lay down three pancakes on three plates. Of course, for me, Alan, and Stefano.

"What do you want on top?" I ask him.

"Blueberry Jam!" He says excitedly as he takes the blueberry jam on the table. He starts squeezing it out from the tube and makes some cute rabbit shape.