When it was seven in the morning, Ethan just woke up and hurried back to the upstairs room. He quickly showered and got ready for the office. Sleeping in the twins' room hugging their clothes and Luna's negligee was too restful for him to wake up late.
Ethan combs his hair in his favorite pompadé style, then puts on shoes, a black tuxedo suit and puts on a gray tie as he walks down the stairs. He walked hurriedly out of the house when he looked at his watch which said it was half-past eight.
"Breakfast first, Sir," Ira called when she saw Ethan pass through the living room.
"I'm just having breakfast outside, Ra. It's late," said Ethan as he walked through the main door.
Ira exhaled roughly as she looked at Ethan who ignored her. 'The task of warning for breakfast has been done but the person doesn't want breakfast,' she thought.