Watching Shane carefully place Anna on the bed, Audrey stood by the door with a gratified smile.
Shane turned around and saw his wife looking at him adoringly, "What’s with the silly smile?"
Audrey glanced at Anna on the bed, saying, "I feel like you’ve changed a bit since you beca a dad."
Shane raised his eyebrows and walked up to her, quietly asking, "How have I changed?"
Audrey thought for a mont and replied, "It feels like you have more warmth than before."
Such an abstract description was sothing Shane didn’t quite understand about Audrey’s feelings. He just walked over, wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and asked softly, "Has the warmth changed now?"
Audrey buried her head into his chest, wrapped her hands around him, and nodded with a smile, "Mm, especially warm."
Shane: "There’s even more warmth."
Audrey rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you were half as serious in private as you are in public, that would be enough."
Shane raised his hand and lightly tapped Audrey’s head, "How am I not serious again? What kind of things are you imagining? You always misinterpret my aning."
Audrey released Shane from her embrace, glared at him, and walked to the bed saying, "I’ll sleep for a bit too. You can go about your business."
Shane leaned against the door, unmoving, and looked at Audrey saying, "Actually, I could sleep for a bit too."
Audrey knew he definitely wasn’t pure-minded at the mont. She took off her coat, lifted the blankets, and lay next to Anna, saying to Shane, "You sleep on the sofa outside, don’t disturb our son."
"Buzz—buzz—" Shane was about to say sothing when his phone rang. He glanced at it and said to Audrey, "I have a eting soon, should end around four. Wait for in the office when you wake up, and we can go back once the eting is over."
Audrey nodded and only heard Shane answer his phone after he gently closed the bedroom door.
After sleeping for an hour, Audrey woke up and saw Anna was still sleeping deeply, so she snuggled into the warm blanket, enjoying this rare mont of leisure.
While opening the comic app, she saw an advertisent for the milk tea she hadn’t touched for a long ti.
Seeing the ti was still early, with Shane’s eting ending around four, she had enough ti for her "sche." As long as she drank it and threw the garbage into the outside bin, Shane wouldn’t find out.
So, Audrey hurriedly opened the delivery app and ordered a cup of milk tea and so snacks.
In half an hour, the delivery staff called her, asking her to pick it up at the downstairs reception desk, but Audrey didn’t feel comfortable leaving Anna alone in the room, so she asked the staff to deliver it upstairs.
Hearing the voice on the phone was a girl’s made her feel she was quite young.
Audrey, who often secretly ordered takeaway behind Shane’s back, had t many female delivery staff, so she wasn’t surprised.
It was just when she went to the elevator to receive the delivery, she found the girl in the delivery uniform looked familiar.
The girl seed to recognize Audrey too, but not in the sense of familiarity from past etings, more like she realized Audrey was Shane’s wife. The girl smiled shyly and asked, "... Did you order the milk tea?"
Audrey nodded, about to reply, but suddenly recalled—wasn’t she the girl who had bumped into Shane at the restaurant the other day and then angrily ran away?
Except now, she completely lacked the unreasonableness from that day.
The girl seed busy to deliver other orders, handing Audrey the bag containing milk tea and snacks, playfully saying, "Please confirm your phone number’s last digits and rember to leave a good review, okay?"
Since the girl was working, Audrey naturally didn’t make things difficult, took the milk tea back to the office, and then checked the na of the delivery person on her phone: Hannah Sue.
She vaguely rembered when attending a gathering at the Sue Family, Seraphina Vaughn had ntioned that na to her.
But... why would the heiress of the Sue Family be delivering takeaway?
...
Hannah rode off on her little scooter, heading to the next delivery location.
The weather was cold, with drifting snow.
Though she was well-dressed, the outdoors couldn’t provide enough warmth from thick clothes.
She also wanted to be like other classmates, staying in a heated room, but with her pockets nearly empty, she had to use the weekend to work part-ti to earn so money, so she could visit Evan Sutton during the winter break.
She was in her third year of high school with mounting academic pressures, unable to neglect her studies or stop earning money, thus she had to cut down her sleep ti.
Every ti she felt unable to persevere, just thinking of Evan Sutton would refill her energy.
Though Grace was in college, her school was in Rivia, so she went ho every day. Hence, not wanting to upset herself, Hannah practically lived at school, only going ho for so-called "reunion als" during holidays when her father’s face compelled her.
Yet, actually, every return made her feel like an unwelco addition.
Previously she felt aggrieved, but now she just wanted to work hard to change it to a living environnt where she felt comfortable, no longer blindly trying to please a family that could never truly accept her.
By dusk, before six, the sky had dimd down.
Lana Holloway arrived at the arranged restaurant for the blind date, looking around for her date and incidentally spotted Norman Sutton sitting with two or three guys at a table.
Norman’s gaze also landed on Lana, seeming less coincidental and more as if he had been waiting for her to appear.
Yet he imdiately acted surprised, saying to Lana, "What are you doing following here? Weren’t you supposed to be on a blind date tonight?"
Upon hearing Norman’s first sentence, Lana couldn’t help but roll her eyes, responding irritably, "I am on a blind date here."
Upon finishing, Lana stopped a passing staff mber and asked, "Excuse , has there been a table reserved by a gentleman with the surna Zhu?"
"Co with over here, I’ll help you check."
Confirming the seat, Lana saw her table was quite a distance from Norman’s, although raising her head, she could see him, just unable to hear their conversation.
She deliberately chose the side of the sofa facing away from Norman, waiting for her blind date to arrive.
Norman’s gaze occasionally wandered toward Lana, also looking at the restaurant door, seemingly more eager than Lana to know what sort of man her date was.
Suddenly, a buddy next to Norman puzzledly spoke, "Hey Norman, isn’t she the girlfriend you took to watch the ga last ti? What’s up with this blind date business?"
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