“Good morning, Angela.”

I frowned upon hearing Christian’s voice again. After the heated conversation we had yesterday, I chose to avoid him at all costs. I was about to yell at him but Lucia was next to him. I had no choice but to smile at Christian and greeted both of them.

“You’re just in time for breakfast,” I told them while setting up the table.

“My favorite!” Christian exclaimed as soon as he sat down and immediately scooped the soup of halaan from the bowl.

“Just don’t mind him, dear. Sometimes, he can be childish,” Lucia explained.

I just smiled at my mother-in-law because I didn’t know how to...