Chapter 22: Saving My Bias from Mishaps (8)
“Wait… what?”
I should be the one saying that, father dearest.
What could be the reason Hades came to Abel’s room dressed in pajamas at this hour? We stared at each other in silence before turning our gazes simultaneously to Abel. The little prankster was smiling like an angel.
Although his smile was the cutest thing in the world, something smelled fishy. This smell…. It was the scent of a scheming male lead.
“Although today, he….”
“Today?”
“Oh! It’s nothing. Hehe….”
I realized immediately what kind of cheeky trick Abel had pulled on us. It seemed I wasn’t the only one he asked for a wish.
I could understand why a child deprived of love like Abel would want to sleep between his father and his soon-to-be mother. But….
‘Hades and I aren’t comfortable enough to act all lovey-dovey with each other yet, you know!’
