Chapter 180. My Mission?

"Where is he, Mom?"

"Upstairs, having his bath. He would join us soon.

"Where is Marissa?"

Upstairs," pause "Helping him with his bath."

"Helping him with..." Marissa heard short laughter as she pushed away from him with effort. Bernard made a sound of protest in his throat and tried to pull her back.

"No, no, no. You are supposed to be having your bath. Your family is waiting for you, and I can't afford to be selfish by keeping you to myself," she told him as she removed his hands from her breasts and turned away from him to adjust her bra cup.

"Do you think that my mom believed that I needed help with bathing? She knew what I had in mind," Bernard stated, and Marissa rolled her eyes before turning to him.

"Even at that, you need to eat, and that good woman's efforts would go to waste if you didn't eat on time. Semo is hardly palatable when cold."

Bernard sighed in exasperation "Okay, okay, okay. I have heard you. Wouldn't wa