Chapter 67

  He held his chest in a dramatic manner and acted as if he's really hurt. I smirked and shifted my head to continue cooking. This is also about to be cooked.

  " So Cohen can't continue going to daycare this year?"

  I nodded slowly. He still can't handle it. I want him to focus on healing first before studying. And besides, he's still three. He will not be left behind if he does not attend school for a year.

  " I'll register him in a physical therapy center near the hospital." He didn't answer but I knew he understood.

  " Anyway .. I saw Loren at the hospital."

  I deliberately stopped mixing and stared at what was being cooked. I swallowed and forced myself to calm down.

  " Ah, yeah ..."

  " You didn't talk?"

  I resumed my hands to cook and kept a cool posture to dispose the awkwardness in my body. I need to get used to it. Loren is here and he is the father of my son, so I can't be nervous every time his name is mentioned.