Emily felt a tad awkward, realizing that Charlie was making fun of her for calling him Mr. James on the street.
Jonathan and Estelle exchanged glances, jokingly saying, "Charlie, when did you become such a nitpicker, so petty?"
Charlie chuckled coldly. "If I were a nitpicker, Emily would have been in heaps of trouble by now!"
Estelle continued, "Charlie, you're always so tolerant; we're counting on you to take good care of Emily."
Emily shot Estelle a glare, quickly changing the subject to, "What's for dinner? I'll whip it up."
"Just like old times, Charlie and I will cook; you and Ella can keep an eye on Kya!"
Jonathan stood up, rolling up his sleeves as he looked at Charlie, and said, "Let's get to it!"
Charlie didn't say anything; he just followed Jonathan into the kitchen.
Opening the fridge for a look, Jonathan said, "We eat what we have today; no picky eaters allowed."
Charlie snorted; "As long as you're not picky, I can eat anything."
Jonathan nodded, taking out the usable ingredients from the fridge.
There was seafood, onions, and beef; Jonathan planned to make a seafood soup, then onion shrimp and roast beef.
He looked up a seafood soup recipe on his phone, found all the necessary ingredients, and started prepping while asking Charlie, "How far have you and Emily gotten?"
Peeling onions with sleeves rolled up, Charlie responded calmly, "We're at the point where I can hold back my anger."
Jonathan chuckled and said, "Emily's a good catch; don't push her too hard. If she runs off for another couple of years, you'll have to wait another couple of years."
Charlie paused in his vegetable washing and said, "If she runs off again, she better not come back!"
Charlie was speechless.
While Jonathan and Charlie were cooking, Estelle came over and asked, "Do we have any fruit?"
"Hungry?" Jonathan's expression softened instantly. He scooped a spoonful of the freshly made seafood soup, blew on it, and brought it to her lips, saying, "Give it a taste."
Estelle took the spoon and tasted the soup, nodding, "It's good."
"Have another spoonful!" Jonathan scooped another spoonful for her.
Watching from the side, Charlie couldn't help but laugh. "Enough with that; are you doing this on purpose?"
Jonathan looked at him disdainfully and said, "Who do you think you are? If you weren't here, I'd feed her directly from my mouth!"
"Oh my!" Estelle almost choked on her soup; she quickly covered her mouth, shooting Jonathan a resentful sideways glance, but was at a loss for words.
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