Chapter 5. My Rules Apply

Kara's eyebrows arched higher. However, her common sense still worked. Quick as lightning, she took a knife and fork for Diana.

"And my food?"

"Wait a moment."

Kara deftly arranged the food on the old woman's plate. Frank's face fell at the sight. Her hands were clenched under the table, ready to act if Diana crossed the line.

Suddenly, Abigail's hand reached out. Before she could touch the spoon, Diana held her.

"No, you just sit still. Today, let this woman be in charge."

"But—"

"You," Diana looked at Kara sharply, "a housewife should be used to setting the dinner table, right?"

Kara blinked with a deadpan expression. However, seeing that the other plates were still empty, she rushed to distribute the food.

"Let me help you," Frank stood up and started handing out knives and forks.

"Are you a housewife?" Diana raised an eyebrow at Frank. "Sit down. Let your wife do it."

"I don't mind helping my wife." Frank put down