Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 1260

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1260: Everyone Lies _1 Chapter 1260 -1260: Everyone Lies _1 “I just completed a call with her when someone tried to set me up and wouldn’t let me leave.” Cindy said, “Though I don’t have any proof, it might be worthwhile if you, officer, could investigate this suspicious coincidence.”

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The policeman thought to himself, Cindy’s relationship with her sister seems to truly be extremely discordant.

So much so that she would unhesitatingly accuse her without hesitation.

After recording all of her statements, the police let Cindy go.

As soon as they got back into the car, the little one immediately regained his composure.

Looking at his face, there were no traces left of his pitiful demeanor from earlier.

Cindy never would have guessed that this young child could be so good at acting.

Even though it was her own son, Cindy was completely taken aback.

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At this time, the little one licked his lips with a craving look and asked, “Cindy, can we have your chicken meatball soup for dinner tonight?”

“Of course, we agreed on this earlier,” Cindy responded.

The little one already had lunch at Pingla.

When Cindy was still participating in the competition, Hunter Clarke thoughtfully arranged for someone to buy him a meal from the canteen.

While everyone else was nervously watching the competition, only the little one was leisurely wavering his short legs, sitting on a chair and eating his meal while enjoying the live food competition show.

It was utterly pleasant.

“Oh!” Cindy suddenly remembered something, “I forgot to tell your Dad about the competition results.”

“Cleave, did you tell Adrian?” Cynthia asked.

“I haven’t yet.

I was thinking that it would be better if you announced the good news personally, so didn’t say anything.” Cleave Roland had been particularly considerate.

So, Cindy quickly messaged Adrian Zhekova about the competition results.

As expected, no one had informed Adrian Zhekova of the outcome.

Everyone had thought the same thing as Cleave Roland.

“I’ll make for you my winning dish tonight.” As Adrian Zhekova called, Cindy said.

“Alright.” Adrian Zhekova responded with a laugh.

“By the way, I just went to the police station and gave a statement.

When the police asked me if I had offended anyone, I directly mentioned Wendy Clarke,” Cindy said.

“Did you not mention Ethan Zhekova?” Adrian Zhekova asked.

“No, after all, this is rather complicated, and it involves personal family matters, so I didn’t say.

Explaining would be quite a hassle,” Cindy explained.

“The police are investigating, but at most, those people will be detained for a few days and will be released soon.

Regardless of whether the police uncover anything, once they are released, I’ll immediately follow up on them and get the truth out of their mouths.” Adrian Zhekova lays out his intentions.

“Alright.” After handing the matter over to Adrian Zhekova, Cindy didn’t interfere anymore.

She noticed that ever since being with Adrian Zhekova, Adrian tended to take matters in his own hands, causing Cindy’s anxiety to gradually lessen.

Indeed, she felt quite justified in entrusting everything to him.

She initially thought she was a worrier by nature.

Previously, when she was taking care of Morgan Zhekova, she felt the obsessive need to oversee everything and had an extreme attention to detail, with a tendency to worry immensely.

But now, that was completely gone.

Only then did Cindy realize that she wasn’t actually born to worry and mistrust everything.

It was just that there hadn’t been anyone whom she felt so assured entrusting her troubles with before.

Cindy began to notice that she was becoming more like Victoria Wheeler.

She couldn’t help but wonder if Victoria Wheeler had also not always been so carefree.

Perhaps it was entirely due to the doting nature of Maverick Zhekova.

To celebrate, Cindy made a special stop at the local supermarket with Cleave Roland and bought some snacks with her son.

Although he had Cindy’s cooking, he also liked to eat some junk food.

Things like potato chips, no matter how good her culinary skills, the taste can’t match store bought ones.

Upon returning home, Cindy began preparing for dinner.

She was getting ready to prepare a grand feast for the night.

Recently, Adrian Zhekova had been allowing her to focus on the competition and didn’t ask her to cook at home.

It had been a while since Adrian Zhekova and their son had been able to eat a dinner cooked by her.

As Cindy was preparing, her mobile phone propped up on the stand rang again.

This time, it was a call from Joshua Clarke.

But she didn’t know whether it was Joshua Clarke or Wendy Clarke who had made the call.

Either way, Cindy didn’t think it made much of a difference.

She sighed and put her Bluetooth earphones on and answered the call.

While continuing to prepare the ingredients, she said, “Hello?”

“Cindy.” It was Joshua Clarke’s voice on the other side of the phone.

But Cindy didn’t feel relieved at all because of this.

“When…

when will you come to visit me at the hospital?” Joshua Clarke asked.

Cindy was surprised, Joshua Clarke intended to deceive her himself.

This further confirmed that he agreed with Wendy Clarke’s idea to fool her during their phone call in the morning.

So, Cindy responded, “Wendy Clarke told me this morning that you were seriously injured and could hardly speak.

How come you’re fine now?”

“Ah, oh,” Joshua Clarke seemed almost exposed, he hastened to explain, “I’m much better now, at least I can talk.”

“From Wendy Clarke’s tone this morning, I thought you were on oxygen support at least.

However, you seem pretty sound right now, you sound healthy,” she responded.

“No…

that’s not the case.” Joshua Clarke said, “I simply didn’t want you to worry.

But, you are aware of how severely I’m injured, why haven’t you come to see me?”

“I couldn’t, I was injured too.” Cindy stated.

If they can’t tell the truth, then everyone might as well lie.

“Injured?

How are you injured?” Joshua Clarke asked, surprised.

“Right after my call with Wendy Clarke this morning, some people blocked my car.

It was quite scary, like a horde of zombies, some even jumped on the car and others were smashing the windows.

Not only was I injured, but Morgan Zhekova was also terrified.

He’s been crying continuously, and can’t leave my side.”

“Every time he can’t see me, he gets scared and starts crying for me,” Cindy finished saying and suddenly felt a gaze on her.

Turning her head, she saw her son standing at the kitchen door, holding a packet of chips in his hand.

Being small, he had to cradle the large packet of chips in his arms, which only emphasized the size of the packet.

He was holding a chip in his other hand, crunching joyously.

Cindy quickly made an apologetic gesture to Morgan Zhekova.

Sorry, that she had to speak about him like that.

And sorry, that she had to lie and that he had to witness it.

He mustn’t adopt the bad habit of lying.

Morgan Zhekova gave her a clean bright smile, indicating that he was okay with it.

He knows that Cindy had to lie due to the circumstances.

He won’t pick up any bad habits.

Touched, Cindy walked over, bent down, and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

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