CHAPTER 25

All the while the little boy had been blowing on his noodles and did not notice the silent interactions going on between his daddy and mommy.

Gabriel lowered his head to have a taste. Cynthia stole a glance at him while he took the first bite fearing that it would not suit the taste of Zion. But it appeared that he did not dislike it as he immediately took another bite. Apparently, it was to his liking.

Cynthia was also starving. She lowered her head to eat while checking on the little fellow from time to time. In the silence, a harmonious atmosphere settled upon the family of three.

Once they were done with their dinner and the utensils were washed up, it was already half past eight. Wiping her hands dry, Cynthia came out of the kitchen and saw the man sitting on the sofa playing building blocks with his son.

The little boy looked up and said, “Mommy, I want to build a castle that looks as good as daddy’s.”

Cynthia smiled and then said to him, “Head to your room and build it. I need