Gilbert's face was cold and dark with anger.
When Claire got into the car, he didn't say a word. Before she could even settle into her seat, he vengefully started the engine, causing her to nearly fall over.
Claire pressed her lips together and stared at him icily.
How strange. What is he so angry about?
Wasn't it just because she refused to have breakfast with him this morning? Shouldn't that actually make him happy? Why was he acting so sour?
Well, she didn't care. This man had always been moody and unpredictable.
"Daddy! Auntie!" As soon as the car approached the kindergarten, even from a distance, Claire saw the little one standing at the gate, wearing his backpack and eagerly looking around. The moment he spotted Gilbert's luxury car, he waved and shouted with excitement.
Claire's face lit up with a warm smile, her heart filled with tenderness.
Even before the car fully stopped, she had already flung the door open and dashed out with open arms, running to embrace Dean.
