Liam's POV.
It was late at night and I couldn't find any sleep. My eyes were widely opened, and my heart was disturbed, full of questions I have no answers to.
“Roland.....” I muttered as I paced around the room. “I need to find a way to get rid of him before he says anything to Emma. Something needs to be done.”
I went to bed and soon drifted away.
The next morning, I woke up early and had to convince Emma that Roland is welcome into the house and decided to help with the cooking.
I heard footsteps approaching me and when I turned to the direction, it was Emma, and she looked surprised to see me in an apron.
“What are you doing, pa?” She yawned but her voice was perfectly clear.
“Cooking, of course.” I shrugged and walked to where she was. “I realised my mistake last night, and
