*FIVE YEARS GONE*

“What in God’s name is going on here?” I shrieked looking at the condition of my kitchen, flour and baking powder is massively used to paint the whole kitchen from ceiling to floor and the two men in it as well.

I sneezed repeatedly and managed to wait for an explanation of what Chris and his son had just done.

“Oh! Junior, kindly tell your mother that the men in the house are fixing the best food ever for the ladies!!” Chris said untying his apron.

“Mum! Dad and I have made all the favorites of the ladies in the house and it’s gonna be ready soon,...