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Chapter 35: Has It Really Only Been Three Weeks?

This time on her way home, nobody gave her overly weird looks.

Of course there were still a couple of perverts that tried looking under a hoodie, but those guys existed everywhere.

When she finally reached home, it was night. Her children would usually go to sleep around this time or be taking a bath.

After coming home after three weeks of absence, she was hit by a torrent of emotions. She'd never left her kids alone for so long before. If the Young Master had not left someone to monitor them during her absence, she would kill herself due to the guilt.

She was welcomed by the sight of her daughter cooking something in the kitchen.

Yes, not just heating instant food, but actually cooking some kind of soup. It looked liked the person who was assigned to monitor them had taught her this.

Before she could pull her daughter into her embrace, she saw her son doing push-ups whilst shirtless. She didn't know how long he'd been at it for, but she could see his little body covered in a few layers of sweat.

The only one who wasn't doing anything special was her youngest daughter who was only a year old. She was just sitting there, staring out the window.

Wait, that was weird. Usually she'd be crying her eyes out if she didn't see her mother for more than 10 minutes. It was weird that she now had a serene expression on her face.

Worried that something may have happened to her youngest daughter, the service girl immediately rushed into the apartment, not bothering to greet the other two, and lifted the tiny girl off the floor.

It was only when the baby saw her mother did she lose her previous stoic expression and instead adopt a new expression filled with joy. She kept rushing towards her mother's chest even though she was already in her embrace. It looked like she really missed her mother's milk. Sadly, she wouldn't be able to continue drinking it for long.

Sighing, the girl could only resign herself to fate.

She sat where she stood, unzipped the top of the hoodie, and started breastfeeding her second daughter.

Her other children also noticed her arrival and rushed to her sides. Her son was crying while her eldest daughter wordlessly hugged her mother's neck. The two really missed her a lot.

After watching her children eat the meal her daughter prepared, the service girl forgot her hunger as she listened to the eldest daughter and the son recounting what had happened these past few weeks.

Apparently the Young Master's man only showed up once every day to check if the three were alive. He taught the girl how to cook, and replenished groceries once a week.

In addition, at the request of the Young Master, he taught them the family's foundation martial arts. Though it was only the entry-level stuff, it was still pretty valuable knowledge.

After eating, the family had a long bath together.

Though the tub was pretty small to fit all four of them, they adjusted and had a fun time together. It was only then that the kids noticed the new addition above their mother's butt.

She'd actually grown a tail!

The son was excited and asked her if he could grow one too, the second daughter was playing with it and the eldest daughter was really confused.

The mother didn't know what she could say to her kids, but she just told them to keep it a secret.

The service girl slept well that night with her children by her side.


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