Chapter Seventy-Six Drunk

I returned home to find Evans preparing dinner. Its aroma saturated the entire house, and I got starving. Evans was devoted to preparing a tasty dish without distractions; to achieve that, he requested that I get freshened up and come back downstairs for dinner. I agreed as I joyfully stepped out of my heels, picked them up, and dashed into the bedroom. I was climbing the stairs in a flash. Evans just stopped, smiled, and continued. Moments later, I was out. Evans had set the meal on the table. "Are you really sure you had a bath?" He asked jokingly while bringing out a chair for me to sit on. I laughed, "No I didn't. I turned on the shower and allowed the water to pour out, then I turned it off." I retorted. Not smiling. "This looks yummy." I said, grabbing my cutleries. "So, was it today? Lunch with Joyce how did it go?" "It went pretty well. we all seem to be getting along just fine. Thomas seems to be Finally over his prejudices. Jayden decided to become Joyce someday; it was all a