Chapter 1700

That night, Helen let Chandler stay in her room, but they did nothing, fearing the kids might barge in again. Chandler had a tough night enduring his desire, and he only fell asleep before dawn. Not long after he fell asleep, Helen lifted the blanket beside him and was about to get out of bed. He pulled her back into his arms and leaned close to her like a clingy dog. "Sleep a little longer." "I'm used to getting up early. Besides, the sun is already out. Lincoln will overthink if I don't go out." Helen pushed his hands away softly. "What will a seven-year-old kid think about?" Chandler didn't even open his eyes. Recalling the scene from last night, she felt embarrassed again and slapped the back of his hand. "Can you please take your son's observing skills seriously?" Chandler reluctantly withdrew his hands and sat up properly on the bed. He really wished that his son wasn't so smart at this moment. Helen put on the bathrobe and walked into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Afte