He held his chest in a dramatic manner and acted as if he's really hurt. I smirked and shifted my head to continue cooking. This is also about to be cooked.
" So Cohen can't continue going to daycare this year?"
I nodded slowly. He still can't handle it. I want him to focus on healing first before studying. And besides, he's still three. He will not be left behind if he does not attend school for a year.
" I'll register him in a physical therapy center near the hospital." He didn't answer but I knew he understood.
" Anyway .. I saw Loren at the hospital."
I deliberately stopped mixing and stared at what was being cooked. I swallowed and forced myself to calm down.
" Ah, yeah ..."
" You didn't talk?"
I resumed my hands to cook and kept a cool posture to dispose the
