Her mother-in-law was at work, and the cleaning lady Titus Shaw had hired hadn't arrived yet.
Inevitably, some of the household chores fell on Cecilia Adler, who only had half a day of classes.
She hadn't been to her little workshop for several days, and she'd left the dog for Ian Quincy to feed. Just like that, Sunday arrived.
Ian Quincy, who was usually an early riser, was sleeping in.
Cecilia Adler had originally planned to witness how he "switched," but after some thought, she decided to give him some privacy.
She got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and after eating breakfast, she took the zongzi she'd made the day before and headed to the Kent family's home.
Yara Kent had just woken up. Seeing Cecilia, she yawned. "It's not even eight. You're up so early."
"This isn't early for me," Cecilia Adler said.
'The Ian with glasses was about to leave. Last night, he'd been clinging to me, wanting to make a baby.'
'So I went to bed late.'
