Chapter 187 Sit down, just sit down!

Meanwhile, Hazel Forest's days living in Violet Don's house were noticeably more comfortable. Once they had gotten used to each other's schedules, the three of them seemed just like a family. Sometimes, when Violet picked Wayne up from school in the evening, she would cook a full table of dishes, and Hazel would come out of his room to find that the mother and son had already served him rice and set his chopsticks, waiting for him like he was the father of the house.

Wayne would even call out, "Uncle Hazel, come have dinner with us!"

Violet's cooking was indeed delicious, which Hazel had learned from mooching meals these past few days. Sometimes, seeing her in an apron, bustling about the kitchen, Hazel would have the illusion that he was supporting a wife.

But the leisurely days did not last long. Just when Violet thought it was nice to support Wayne like this, an uninvited guest knocked on the door.