Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 844 - : She Doesn’t Need to Lift a Finger_1

Chapter 844: Chapter 844: She Doesn’t Need to Lift a Finger_1

“Why did Cindy sleep in so late today?” A little voice wafted in from outside, “Even on her late days, Cindy doesn’t sleep this late.”

“Don’t rush her, let her sleep.” Cindy heard Adrian’s voice faintly.

“Dad, are we going to Fourth Grandfather’s house today?” the little one asked again.

“Hmm, it’s noon now, we’ll go this afternoon.” Adrian said.

Cindy hadn’t woken up yet, so they decided to go in the afternoon.

“I sure have a lot of grandfathers.” The young man shook his head, musing.

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Adrian chuckled, lightly flicking the young man’s head.

“Cindy is very tired, keep your voice down and don’t disturb her.” Adrian instructed again.

The child blinked his big eyes, puzzled, “We’ve been with Cindy these days. She hasn’t done anything, why is she so tired?”

Adrian: “…”

Oh, should he tell his son that he was too vigorous, so that’s why Cindy is so tired?

“Dad, is Fourth Grandfather a nice person?” the young one asked again.

“Does he resemble second Grandpa or third Grandpa?” the lad questioned.

He liked third Grandpa but disliked second Grandpa.

If Fourth Grandfather is like third Grandpa, he will go.

If Fourth Grandfather is like second Grandpa, he doesn’t want to go.

“Emm…” Adrian thought for a moment, then said, “He doesn’t resemble either, but Fourth Grandfather is a good person, don’t worry.”

If Fourth Grandfather wasn’t pleasant, Adrian wouldn’t have bothered to take Cindy and Morgan with him today.

Upon hearing Adrian’s response, the child felt reassured.

During this blurred conversation, Cindy also remembered.

They were supposed to visit Third Great Grandpa and Lyke today.

Cindy quickly got up.

Only to find when she moved, her arms, legs, and waist were excruciatingly sore.

It was like she couldn’t even recognize her own body.

A slight movement resulted in sharp muscle pain.

Especially when she tried to rise, since her muscles had to exert an effort.

Slight muscle strain triggered aching pain.

It was like the first time doing yoga, the first time bending over after a long period of no exercise.

On the second day, any movement such as bending, squatting, sitting down, or getting up would hurt so much that you feel like screaming.

Cindy didn’t feel comfortable screaming.

Otherwise, she might have brought the child over, asking why she was screaming.

She would have to answer that it hurt.

Then the child would ask, why does it hurt?

What could Cindy answer to that?

Cindy understood the young man too well. Even if nothing had happened, she could predict what he would say.

So she clenched her teeth tightly, not making a sound.

Dragging her ache-ridden body to the restroom to freshen up.

Cindy wondered if this was a foretaste of the difficulties of aching waist and legs and muscle and joint pain in her old age?

At this moment, Cindy couldn’t even keep her waist straight. She had to bend over, almost lying on the table next to the sink, struggling to brush her teeth.

Adrian chatted with Morgan outside for a while, with Morgan doing most of the babbling.

Quite a little chatterbox.

Adrian received the video footage taken last night from his subordinate when Morgan was still talking.

The footage was of Ethan and Wendy meeting at the pub last night, all taken by Adrian’s men.

The reason it only arrived now was because of the noise in the pub.

Adrian’s people tried to go unnoticed, so naturally, they had to hide in inconspicuous corners, and they couldn’t get too close to Ethan.

Given the background music and trying to avoid being detected, naturally, Adrian’s people couldn’t record the conversation between Ethan and Wendy.

It was impossible to stick a microphone under Ethan and Wendy’s eyes.

So after they left, they removed the background music and tried their best to reduce the noise to the minimum.

But even then, they couldn’t record Ethan’s conversation with Wendy.

So they found someone who understood lip-reading to figure out what the two of them were saying.

After tidying up these bits, they sent everything to Adrian.

Saving Adrian from asking questions one by one.

They tried their best to be a good subordinate.

That’s why it took a while.

Adrian didn’t watch the footage in front of Morgan; he just told him, “I am going to check if Cindy’s awake yet.”

“Didn’t you just say not to wake Cindy up?” Morgan immediately said, why was he now going to wake Cindy up?

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Adrian shot him a glance, saying, “I’m just checking to see if she’s awake, not making any noise.”

Aunt Jenkins was preparing lunch in the kitchen at the time.

It was too late for Cindy to get up by noon, even if she could, it would be too late for her to prepare lunch.

Adrian was still okay with waiting for Cindy to have lunch together.

But it was better for Morgan to eat on time.

After speaking, Adrian went back to his room first.

As soon as he went in, he saw that the bed was empty.

Water noises could be heard coming from the restroom.

Adrian went to open the restroom door directly.

He saw Cindy, hunched over, with her elbows bracing against the sink, washing her face.

Adrian: “…”

“This posture of yours…” Even Adrian, who had seen a lot, was taken aback by Cindy’s bizarre posture.

Cindy turned to Adrian as soon as she saw the culprit came, grimacing in pain, “It’s all your fault, I can’t even move without pain in every muscle.”

“I have to go see Third Great Grandpa and Fourth Uncle in the afternoon. I can’t even walk without pain, sitting down hurts so much, it’s terribly embarrassing!” The thought of the afternoon made Cindy feel overwhelmed.

“How about we don’t go this afternoon.” Adrian suggested.

Seeing Cindy in this condition, it seemed somewhat arduous.

“No, we can’t do that.” Cindy immediately stated.

Originally, she was supporting herself on the sink with her elbows.

Now she wanted to get up, she first raised an elbow, changed it to a hand to support herself on the sink.

After steadying herself, she then raised the other hand. Now both hands were supporting herself on the sink.

She then tried to stand up with her face twisted from muscle pain.

Adrian really hadn’t expected Cindy to be in such pain.

Actually, it’s not a big deal, it’s not like she’s injured.

It’s just comparable to the symptoms of a person who suddenly indulges in intensive exercise after years of no exercise.

However, it really is painful.

Seeing Cindy like this, Adrian hurried over and helped her stand straight.

“Have you finished freshening up?” Adrian asked her.

Cindy nodded, “I originally wanted to take a bath and wash my hair this morning, but I can’t even lift my hand because of the pain.”

Having a bath usually involved lifting hands and arms to apply body wash, right?

It was already challenging for Cindy to lift a little bit, let alone keep it constantly lifted and moving around.

After romping with Adrian last night, Adrian had bathed her.

With Adrian around, naturally, she didn’t lift a finger.