The Return Of Zade Delamonte: The Humiliated Son-in-law

Chores

“Is the soup not yet ready or do I have to drop dead before you feed me, you wretched imp!” Hearing Mrs Larry scream for the third time had him emptying the tray of chopped vegetables into the pot.

He stirred it quickly and took it down. Today was his second week with the Larry's and he was yet to remember anything about his roots.

Mrs. Larry was beginning to adjust to his presence in her house. She wasn't pestering him to leave anymore, probably because he could make a delicious meal out of anything.

While a part of him believed it was a good thing, the other part was getting exhausted with her overbearing self. First, she would deliberately leave the kitchen unstocked and force him to make do with anything to prepare their meals, now she was adding to his chores.

He didn't complain about that. They put a roof over his head so it was only normal that he repaid them somehow but then…

“Raymond!” She yelled and he hurriedly dished out the food. He practically ran to the living room to