Chapter 379 He Just Speaks With a Forked Tongue
Seeing the two argue, the children panicked.
One of them dragged Gilbert while the other tugged on Kisa.
"Don't be angry, Ma'am. Daddy genuinely wants to help you. He just speaks with a forked tongue."
"Who says I speak with a forked tongue? I..."
"Daddy!" Gilbert was mid-sentence when Ada shook his arm vigorously.
She continued, "Earlier on, you said you wanted to help Ma'am with the cookies. Then you said that you wanted to have some once they're done. Did you forget?"
Gilbert glared at the little girl in front of her.
'This child's actually making things up so that I can help Kisa with the cookies,' he thought.
Jensen shook his head in amusement before turning around to wash off the flour on his hands. Then, he smiled at Ada, "Let's go. I'll help you with your homework."
"Mhm," Ada nodded furiously.
She turned to Gilbert, "Daddy, you must do your best and help Ma'am with the cookies. Don't let her overwork herself."
Gilbert kept a sullen face and did not respond.
Andrew
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