The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

Ethan kept running away, and Louis started acting out. Because of these two father and son, I was at my wit’s end.

I was plowing the backyard field with Cecil when I looked up at the rooftop. Ethan was lying there. That carefree man.

"Do you still feel guilty about Louis?"

At my question, Ethan sat up and looked down at me.

He didn’t answer. Instead, Cecil was the one who spoke.

"Lady Sinclair, don’t step there. You haven’t planted the seeds yet."

Startled by Cecil’s words, I quickly moved aside. He immediately smoothed out the soil I had stepped on.

"…Cecil, you’re really good at farming. You seem like you have a knack for it. Have you done this before?"

Cecil gave me a slightly cynical smile, staring at me without answering. His gaze seemed to say, Do you think I have?

Having such a beautiful person stare at me like that was a little intimidating. Lately, Cecil had been working even harder than Ethan and me, so I was starting to feel a bit guilty.

"Seshi! Uncle Seshi! Louis drew a picture of you!"

At that moment, Louis ran out through the back door of the mansion. I glanced up at the rooftop, but Ethan had already disappeared. What is wrong with that man?

Louis, noticing the empty rooftop, turned to me and asked,

"Sigh. Dad’s still avoiding me?"

"Huh?"

It had been a while since I’d seen Louis’ old-soul side.

He placed both hands on his waist and grumbled.

"Dad needs to grow up. He’s more of a baby than me."

"Louis, where did you learn to talk like that?"