Ranon flicked her forehead lightly. "Stop thinking something dirty. I need to take a bath, too," he said as he sat down behind her.
"I am not." Hazel lied through her teeth.
Meanwhile, Ranon squirted the shampoo and applied it on Hazel's hair. It was rather tricky to take care of her curly hair, but Ranon learned about it, and he had become more knowledgeable than her.
"When will you start the new company?"
"By the end of this year," Ranon replied, which meant three months from now. "I will be busy by the end of this month to prepare everything… Do you want to hire a babysitter?"
Ranon didn't mean to demean her as the mother, but there was this tacit understanding between them that Hazel didn't want the role. She had made it clear from the beginning. She even willingly handed over the primary care for their child to Ranon when they divorced.
"Renna is too old to take care of Ashlyn all the time."
