Zachary helplessly looked at the two women.

Once Serenity was done laughing, he said, “Honey, have some soup first.”

Serenity said in relief, “Luckily, I wasn’t drinking soup earlier, or else I might have spat it out.”

“Dig in.”

Grandma May laughed as she scooped from a dish she liked. After tasting it, she frowned and said, “Seren, these weren’t cooked by you, were they? It tastes a little different from before.”

“Does it taste bad?” Zachary asked.

“If you think it tastes bad, I’ll call