Cooking skills, not bad, but compared to the chefs at big hotels, definitely inferior.
However, the dishes she cooked, even Simon Sterling found to be the most delicious.
"Dad, are you going?"
Wyatt Sterling asked casually.
After asking, he felt silly for asking his own father this question.
"Heh."
Wyatt laughed awkwardly and made an excuse to go upstairs back to his room.
Standing in the living room, Simon Sterling listened to the fading footsteps, and his heart inexplicably tore with pain.
When soone makes a choice, they inevitably must take responsibility for their decision.
By the weekend, Wyatt Sterling went to the mall to pick out gifts to bring over.
He left work on ti, and as he was walking out of the office, he ran into Simon Sterling at the door.
All week, Wyatt had been anxious, worried that Simon would suddenly ask him to work overti or instruct him to attend a banquet.
This way, he would have to break his promise.
Even though he had tasted Claire Sullivan’s cooking, and had had many opportunities to dine with Serena Sullivan.
However, for this dinner invitation, he particularly, particularly wanted to go.
Thinking about whether he should shed so tears and act pitiful if his father didn’t allow him to go.
"Where are you going?"
As Wyatt was lost in thought, Simon asked.
"To eat."
Wyatt lowered his voice, not daring to ntion "Aunt Su" in front of Simon.
"Oh."
Simon acknowledged, "I forgot you had plans with them."
He said, lifting his hand to check the ti, "I need to head over there as well, let hitch a ride with you."
Without waiting for Wyatt’s permission, Simon walked ahead to the front.
Wyatt looked dazedly at Simon’s back, wondering why Simon was going there!
Was he going to dine in that area or to visit friends at Aunt Su’s neighborhood.
Wyatt didn’t dare ask, following Simon into the elevator to the parking lot.
He said he would drop Simon off, and when they reached the community where Claire Sullivan lived, Simon told him to take the car.
After Wyatt finished eating, he would co to pick him up.
Wyatt agreed, not daring to disagree.
He got out of the car, switched places with Simon, and as he turned to go inside, he glanced back at the car parked on the side of the road, thinking his father wouldn’t just wait outside the community all night.
Seeing the car slowly drive forward again, he quickened his pace into the community.
anwhile, Simon, on the road outside, didn’t drive far, finding another secluded spot to park.
He didn’t leave, sitting in the car, he took out a cigarette and started smoking.
Smoking, sothing Simon had never liked.
In his youth, he held himself to high standards, not touching smoking or drinking, not ssing around with won.
Claire Sullivan was his first love, his first woman.
It wasn’t that there were no won pursuing him, it was he never let himself easily fall for anyone.
He had only one thought, if he ever t a woman who moved his heart, she must be the only one.
No matter how many years passed, that wouldn’t change.
And when he t Claire Sullivan, he knew she was the one.
Dating, confirming the relationship, cohabiting, every step was part of his plan.
He envisioned Claire Sullivan in his future life, and after they had children, he joyfully and eagerly planned their future together.
At that ti, holding her, he thought a lot.
He thought about leaving school, giving up what he loved, and going back to work at The Sterling Corporation.
He also thought about tolerating Claire Sullivan’s little temper, being good only to her.
He wanted even more to responsibly be a good father, to be a good role model for his children.
But who could have predicted Claire Sullivan would encounter such things, or imagined that two people who loved each other so deeply would end up apart!
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