Chapter 43. Grandpar

The next day, Ethan woke up with a pounding headache, a classic hangover feeling like his head was about to explode. Leaning against the bedpost, he closed his eyes and wearily pinched the bridge of his nose.

At that moment, the door creaked open, and in popped Alexander’s little head, sweetly smiling at Ethan, “Daddy, are you awake?”

Ethan opened his eyes, spotted Alexander, and his gaze softened unconsciously. He couldn’t help but wave to him.

Alexander strolled in with a cup of tea, “Daddy, I heard from the butler that you got drunk last night. So, I specially made this tea for you. Drink it quickly, and your head won’t hurt anymore.”

Whenever Mommy came back from a night out, he would prepare peppermint tea in advance at home.

Surprised, Ethan looked at him, “Since when did you know how to make tea?”

Alexander pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes bright, “For Daddy, I learned it on purpose.”

Ethan’s heart suddenly warmed, softening like