Chapter 74
Writer's POV:
Drake hummed a song as he broke the last egg onto the plate.
He was about to pour it into the hot pan over the fire when his mom rushed into the kitchen.
"I told Lisa I was joking when she told me you were the one cooking! Why would you be the one cooking? Where's your so-called fiancée?" His mom half-yelled.
"Not again, Mom. What's wrong with me cooking? I didn't ask you to cook, did I?"
She hissed.
"Is this how she plans on treating you when you finally get married to her? She's not fit for you, son. Can't you just see it?"
"She's the one who usually does the cooking. You know I'm supposed to be in the hospital now, but I can't just wake her up or stress her. You know we had a really wild night yesterday, so she's tired. I didn't want to disturb her, so I
