Bab 331: For His Daughter's Sake

After organizing the two children's birthdays yesterday, Wendy was exhausted.

She slept through the morning and woke up around midday.

Zess did not come in to wake Wendy either.

After getting up and exiting her bedroom, Wendy became aware of Zen's and Zess' voices coming from the kitchen.

"Let me do it, seriously. You're a guest, don't worry about it." Zess told Zen.

"It's fine, honestly. I'm not a guest. I can take care of the housework. You can sit back and relax while I take over for the day, okay?"

That was Zen's voice.

"Really, you don't have to. Wendy is used to eating the food I make and it suits her taste. It has nothing to do with your skills," insisted Zess.

"I've known Wendy for many years. We were classmates in university, so I know what she likes to eat. I also know her food preferences; she used to always like eating the stir-fries I made. Let me do it."

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