Chapter 464: Sure Enough, He Wasn't Behaving

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, the moment Asher Jauncy opened his eyes, he caught a faint, comforting scent of porridge in the air. He got up, dressed, and stepped out of the room. Following the smell, he stopped at the kitchen doorway. Morning light poured through the window. Steam curled from the pot on the stove. Maria Scurr stood there with a spoon in hand, gently stirring the porridge. She wore a simple white lounge set. Her hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and she had...