Chapter 339 - NO ONE KNOWS (2/2)

Ugh! Life was truly unfair.

She decided to overlook the fact that she chose Kazuo because he was not clever and shrewd, and he was easy to control.

”Mom, can I have some breakfast?” Kazuo asked with a smile.

Despite his dissatisfaction, he always found life easier and better when he followed Chiharu's suggestions.

Sayaka wanted to retort to her son again, but she did not want to ruin her morning. At least, her son was no longer acting badly, and he was trying to be a little nicer.

”Sure. The chef should have arrived. You can have her make you something.” She responded before placing a piece of salmon in her mouth.

Her face became blissful as she chewed. The fish was so perfect. It was the right level of flaky. When their chef cooked, it seemed okay. But now, she realised that it was a bit overcooked and mushy in comparison to Akira's.

”I want what you are eating,” Kazuo said with the hint of a spoiled tone.

”That will not happen.” Sayaka pulled her bowls closer.

Daiki and Seiji also pulled their bowls closer. They were not willing to part even with a piece of vegetable. They would not share the food cooked with love by Akira even if it tasted bad. Not to mention, this simple meal had attained a level of perfection they did not know existed.

Both Kazuo and Chiharu were speechless. They could only watch as the group of four ate without concern for their feelings. The worst part is that they had not eaten at home and had come early to have breakfast at the mansion.

”So, why are you both here early in the morning?” Daiki asked as soon as he finished his food.

Not even a drop of the miso soup was remaining in his bowl.

”You should try and sleep in a little more. It has been two years since your marriage, and I have not heard any good news.” Sayaka added with lifted eyebrows.

”Mom…” Kazuo felt embarrassed.

Sayaka did not speak about grandchildren often. She did not believe that a couple should begin popping out babies left, right and centre after the wedding. However, she could not see why her son and daughter-in-law would rather brave the cold, and come to their house early on a Sunday morning.

It seemed illogical.

Chiharu paled at the casual statement, and her hands trembled slightly. She pressed the weak hands against her thɨġhs in an attempt to calm herself.

She knew that Sayaka was not the kind of mother-in-law who was anxious for grandchildren. However, for Chiharu, the topic of children always brought a visceral fear because of the past.

When she and Kazuo met…

'No one knows. No one knows. No one knows.' She chanted in her mind in time with her heartbeat.