In the Lin household at this time, the children and the cats were already awake. They were scratching their heads in confusion as they couldn’t see the busy Vivian mom in the kitchen.

Gugu ran quickly to Lynn’s bedroom door, extending its paw to scratch at the door. What’s up with the human? Gugu wondered why they weren’t coming to feed it; were they trying to starve it?

Even Little Flower, who usually didn’t get along with Gugu, came over to scratch the door together. Because its dinner last night was snatched by Gugu, it was feeling quite hungry this early morning too.

"Little Youli, Little Yuna, you two go feed the cats. Natasha, you come start the fire, and I’ll personally cook for you all and show you my skills."

Standing in the courtyard, Lynn began directing the family, filling in for the temporary absence of Vivian.

"Oh, oh! I’m going right now!" ×2.

The little ones hopped away to get the cat food, while Natasha cast a puzzled glance at the closed master bedroom door, and then, with a "pop," a light bulb lit up above her head.

"Hehe, Lord Lynn, finally willing to eat meat, eh?"

Natasha approached with a mischievous smile, her expression full of dragon race characteristics.

And what are the traits of the dragon race? Their trait is being very...lively.

"The more you’re laughing now, the more you’ll cry tonight. I won’t go easy on you~~"

Lynn reached out and tapped Natasha on the nose. He wasn’t just scaring her; given her giant dragon physique, he wouldn’t treat her like a delicate flower, though he wouldn’t be too rough like he was with Vivian.

"Really? I’m so looking forward to it~~"

Natasha twisted her skirt, smiling playfully, not afraid of Lord Lynn’s bragging. Although her abilities couldn’t compare to his, when it came to mating skills, coming from the dragon race, she wouldn’t embarrass her kin.

After all, strong combat ability doesn’t necessarily translate to strength in other forms of battle. No matter what, Lord Lynn was human; how could he compete with her, the little dragoness?

She had witnessed it before when serving in bed; impressive as he was, she didn’t think she would be brought to tears. After all, she wasn’t just eating vegetables!

"Alright, stop getting excited now, save it for tonight. For now, let’s arrange breakfast together, the kids are still hungry."

Lynn said, patting Natasha’s head and giving a light tap on her rear before walking away.

"Heehee, don’t worry, as long as I’m here, the kids won’t go hungry!"

Natasha’s eyes narrowed in a proud smile as she patted her chest, and Lynn, upon looking back, thought with that kind of physique, the kids indeed wouldn’t starve. But Little Youli and Little Yuna had weaned a long time ago...

The entire morning passed in a relaxed and joyful manner, the only difference being that Vivian dawdled until noon to get up, and even after waking, she was listless like a frail lady, not to mention taking care of the kids; it was good enough if she didn’t need them to look after her.

Catherine, who was late due to some matters, thought Vivian was seriously ill upon seeing her like this. But after learning from Natasha that she had only spent the night with Lynn, Catherine shot several peculiar glances at Lynn.

"You haven’t even held a wedding yet, how could you do that to her..."

After much hesitation, Catherine couldn’t hold back and pulled Lynn into a corner to question him, pointing at his nose.

Having been teaching Vivian for this period, Catherine had almost regarded her as half her student. Now seeing her excellent student being spoiled by a rogue, she was naturally displeased.

Lynn, cornered, didn’t cower but instead took the chance to appreciate his wife’s beauty from afar.

Today, she seemed to have come in a hurry without makeup, yet it didn’t mar her natural beauty. Time hadn’t taken away her charm; being nicknamed ’wifey’, she was as captivating as she was a decade ago.

Even in a formal academy mentor uniform, she looked more enticing than an evening gown. In Miracle World, the concept of uniform seduction didn’t seem to exist, but fortunately, Lynn had an eye for beauty.

It’s a pity that Catherine, with her aversion to stockings, never pairs her uniform with dark stockings. Otherwise, this combination with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses would be utterly devastating, a temptation no near god could withstand.

"I have an engagement with Vivian; her parents have agreed to it. Besides, love between adults naturally includes intimacy. You can’t manage my other wives just because you’re also my wife..."

Lynn stood against the corner, with Catherine almost using a wall-slam technique on him. Hearing his righteous retort, the beautiful mentor almost wanted to blow her top.

However, considering that losing her temper would give Lynn a chance to subdue and touch her, Catherine decided not to let him take advantage of her.

"I’ve emphasized a hundred times, I am not your wife! I’m just your children’s godmother!"

She couldn’t remember how many times she’d said this, yet Lynn persisted in calling her wife. Catherine felt that if this continued, she’d eventually get used to it.

"Hey, wife, what’s the point of distinguishing between formal and informal? Anyway, I’m not planning to change how I address you, just waiting for when you acknowledge it."

Facing Catherine, Lynn’s thick skin could be used to build fortress walls, and Catherine felt helpless about it. After all, no matter what, Lynn was her great benefactor, and apart from not being able to offer herself to him, she indeed owed him a lot.

"Whether you change it or not, I’m not agreeing!"

She originally came to confront Lynn about his "bullying" of Vivian, but in just a few sentences, the topic shifted to herself. Catherine realized there was no normal way to interact with Lynn.

She’d just let it be. After all, Vivian didn’t really suffer any loss. Although she wasn’t willing to admit it, if not lying, she’d have to acknowledge Lynn’s excellence in every aspect.

If it weren’t for her lack of interest in men, she might have compromised with Lynn long ago. Truthfully, apart from being a bit of a playboy, he had no real flaws, and as the world’s top superhero, being flirtatious wasn’t even considered a defect.

Such an outstanding lineage was naturally meant to propagate widely, contributing talent to the future Miracle World, essentially a good deed.

"Alright, we’ve gone over such talk countless times, repeating brings no meaning. I’ll keep waiting for you; if not one year, then three; if not three years, then ten; if not ten years, then a hundred; if not a hundred, then a thousand!"

Lynn didn’t speak of matters a millennium away, but looking into his eyes, Catherine understood his meaning.

Even if a thousand years weren’t enough, he’d wait until the day of Ascension to Divinity, still awaiting this mortal woman...

Such words moved Catherine, but she had an inherent aversion to romantic love. If she were so easily swayed by emotion, she’d likely end up being devoured before Natasha...

Only Vivian and Xiya could contest with her...wait! Why am I placing myself in the order of his wives? What’s the point of comparing!

Catherine scratched her head, feeling that she’d been so busy lately, she was almost deranged.

"Hmph! Then just wait..."

Turning her body away with a humph, Catherine’s tone still carried a friendly note, maybe akin to a tease that had fallen out of common use, yet was not quite the same.

"It seems Vivian won’t be able to practice today. I’ll head back first. Ugh, I really don’t want to go home. Since Cleia left, Sifrin pesters me all the time, it’s so annoying it could drive me crazy!"

Before leaving, Catherine didn’t forget to complain to Lynn, indicating how much Sifrin’s antics exhausted her.