Chapter 427
Donald had just reached the bottom of the stairs when Delilah and Shawn approached him with concern, inquiring about his health.
It was Saturday, a day without classes, so Mirabella was lounging on the sofa, idly scrolling through her phone. Next to her sat Zach, who had also taken the day off from work.
Casting a glance towards Mirabella, Donald turned to Delilah and replied, “I owe it to Mira for that incense stick she lit up for me last night. Feeling loads better today.”
Delilah paused, then laughed, “Well, you’ve always been robust. That little concoction of hers is just a hobby of hers, nothing more.”
Donald’s expression twisted slightly. “She made the aromatherapy stick herself?”
“Yep.” Delilah nodded.
Donald then remembered their,conversation the previous night. He had asked Mirabella where she bought it, and she had quipped, ‘Online, only nine ninety–nine with free shipping.”
He chuckled inwardly. Quite the little fibber, wasn’t she?
Sensing Donald’s gaze, Mirabella looked up only to find him turning away with a look of distaste.
Soon after, Delilah helped Donald to the dining room for breakfast, calling her daughter and son to join as well. Though there was a guest in the house, the atmosphere was much the same as usual. Both Delilah and Shawn were laid–back by nature and didn’t stand on ceremony, except when it came to Donald, whom they treated with unspoken politeness.
Midway through breakfast, Delilah looked up at Zach and said, “Zach, you’ve got that matchmaking event at ten. Don’t forget about it.”
Zach had hoped that with a guest present, his mother might forget about the
matchmaking ordeal. Yet, here’she was, bringing it up again. Scratching his head, he felt at headache coming on.
Hearing this, Donald looked at Zach with a hint of surprise. “Zach, a catch like you still hasn’t found a partner?”
“That’s right. The community center is organizing a big matchmaking event, and I signed him up,” Delilah sighed, sparing no embarrassment for her son.
Zach was at a loss. He was consigned to a community center matchmaking event. How utterly heart–stabbing.
Mirabella silently bowed her head. Poor Zach, such a tragic figure.
“Really, there’s no rush. He’s still young.” Donald coughed.
Delilah shook her head. “He’s twenty–six. My friend’s kids are already helping out in the
kitchen.”
Zach couldn’t bear to listen any longer. He stuffed a couple of bites of pastry into his mouth, finished quickly, and stood up. “I’m done. You all enjoy your chat”
As he pulled out his chair, ready to leave, Zach’s eyes flickered, and he turned to Mirabella. “It’s Saturday, and there’s nothing much going on. How about you come with me, Mira?
Caught off guard, Mirabella paused, about to refuse.
“Zach, you’re being ridiculous. Who brings their sister to a matchmaking event?” Delilah scolded, before adding, “Besides, your sister doesn’t like crowded places. She’ll stay home and keep Donald company.”
Hearing this, Mirabella stood up, her pretty face serious. “Mom, Zach’s future is important. We can’t be careless in choosing a partner for him. As his sister, it’s my duty to help screen the candidates.”
Donald, at the side, was stunned. She clearly didn’t want to stay home with an old man like him, and yet she dressed her words up so nobly!
