The scene was so peaceful.

Sanford then opened the kitchen door and quietly walked to Maggie.

She had just started her preparations, and when she saw Sanford, a tinge of soft and charming smile formed on her lips.

“Oh, you're back. Dinner will be ready soon, so just wait a little more. Wash your hands first, okay?"

A sense of delight enveloped Sanford. He walked behind Maggie and wasn't able to stop himself from hugging her.

Her faint sweet body fragrance mixed with the aroma of the food made Sanford at peace.

Maggie felt the sudden change in his mood when he heard him sigh.

When she looked at Sanford, she couldn't help but remember Jaelyn.

“Sanford, are you okay?"

Her eyes were filled with worry. Seeing this, Sanford held her face.

“Maggie, I hate deception. So, I'd appreciate it if you don't lie to me in the future."

Maggie knew exactly what he was talking about, so she nodded obediently.

“I won't lie to you. I promise.”

“No matter what happens in the future, you have to discuss it with me first. Don't make hasty decisions on your own, okay?" Sanford added.

He wasn't very sure, but there was a chance that his mother would cause trouble to the two of them again.

Therefore, he had to make things clear. He didn't want her to leave him without a word just like what Jaelyn did five years ago.

"Yes, I will listen to you."

Maggie let out a sigh of relief and cheerfully took Sanford to the sink to make him wash his hands.

But when she caught a glimpse of the scratches on his hand, her expression instantly became serious.

“Sanford, why is your hand hurt?"