Maria stopped James at once. "Don't hold him like that.
He's too young, so his back and neck haven't completely developed yet. You should hold him horizontally." Obediently, James shifted the baby in his arms.
Then, he headed up the stairs with the baby, with Maria following closely behind them.
He turned his head toward her and said calmly, 'Til just put him in the crib. You can wait here."
"You have zero experience with children, so I'm not sure whether you can do that properly," she reasoned out. Despite his insistence that he could do it alone, Maria went upstairs with him.
With her help, James put the baby in the crib and tucked him in.
Before leaving, Maria wanted to say something else to the maid, but refrained from doing so because James was there.
Afterwards, they headed to the supermarket to buy some ingredients for Maria to cook.
James went downstairs after his shower to find Maria bustling about in the kitchen on her own.
Hearing a sound behind her, she ordered, "Get a tomato from the fridge, wash it, and give it to me. Better yet, cut it up yourself."
Wordlessly, James watched Maria for a few moments. After seeing that she was too busy for the task, he turned around to do as she asked.
Maria gave him the side eye as he stood by the sink near her. "Do you know how to cut it up?" She hadn't seen James cook before.
"I can do everything," he replied.
With a pout, she retorted, "Then can you give birth to a child?"
With the tomato in hand, James sidled up closer to her and asked, "Why, do you want to have a baby with me?"
Maria rolled her eyes in exasperation. 'Is there something wrong with his hearing?' With mock sympathy, she told him, "I'll set up an appointment with the doctor tomorrow so we can have your ears checked."
"No, thanks," he replied as he started slicing the tomato.
Within a minute, the tomato was cut up and put aside.
Looking at the evenly cut chunks, Maria muttered, "So, you know how to cook, after all. Why don't you cook for me?"
Washing the tomato juice off his hand, he replied, "I'll cook for you when I've had enough of your cooking."
Maria just stared at him for a heartbeat, and then proceeded to ignore him as she concentrated on cooking.
About a quarter of an hour later, four dishes and a soup were ready. Maria ordered James, who was on the phone, to bring the dishes to the dining table.
The two of them had a simple dinner. Then, as he watched Maria clean up in the kitchen after dinner, James asked, "How long did you stay in the US?"
"One month. Why do you ask? Do you also want to go there for a trip?" she answered, appearing focused on the task at hand.
However, her mind was in a whirl. James had been acting strange in his grandparents' house. Now, he asked that question. Did he begin to suspect Bob's identity?
However, relief flooded her when his questioning stopped at that.
The first trial of Judy and her companions would take place in a week. In prison, Kent was at a standoff with the police. He didn't confess to anything, only saying that he was under Maria's orders when asked.
Maria went to the police station to visit him.
Behind the glass wall of the temporary cell, Kent's face was black and blue. He looked like he lost a lot of weight.
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