CHAPTER 91 MOTHER'S DAY MADNESS

The gentle motion of the morning air in May gave Jenna the confirmation that it was going to be a perfectly fine day, and she could hear birds singing outside her window. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, and then she remembered that it was Mother’s Day—a day that was always filled with a delicious breakfast in bed, hand made cards drawn by Lily, and leisure. But this year, there was a change that the people could feel. After waking up and yawning, she changed her position and saw that Ryan was not beside her any longer; moreover, the faint smell of something burnt came into the room. Jenna sat straight up and her heart was pounding in her chest. She immediately put on her nightgown and went down the stairway, half-expecting to see the kitchen in a state of commotion. But as she turned the corner, what was there was even more shocking to her. It was busy in the kitchen as expected. Staring at the stove, Ryan had tousled hair and an apron tied without any sense of decency around his s