Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Waiting for Him to Speak

It seemed I had underestimated Stella, and she wasn’t as innocent as I thought. Those from ATL Empire were never what they seemed. I once again realized the inexplicable force that had sucked me in.

I pinched my thigh to wake myself up.

My mom had picked up Ava from kindergarten, who ran over to me “ou’re so early today, Mommy!

Uncle Ryan bought me a new doll.”

“Uncle Ryan?” I was puzzled.

Ryan came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. “I was at the bank earlier and bumped into your mom. So,

I accompanied her to the kindergarten.

My mom joined him from the kitchen and said, “He also took us to Parkside Plaza, and we went shopping

at the supermarket.”

I could tell she liked Ryan from how happy she looked.

“I saw you leaving the office early. Why are you only back now?” Ryan asked.

“Well, I was almost at the kindergarten, but Stella wanted to meet me,” I said, tired.

Ava showed me a new Barbie doll from the latest release. I had a soft spot for Barbies, too. When I was a freshman, Ryan had given me one, though I wasn’t sure where it had ended up.

Seeing Ryan in an apron made me feel embarrassed. “Mom, why are you making Ryan cook?”

I reached out to take the apron off of him. “Allow me.”

“Just take a nap, and I’ll call you when I’m done. I’m not a bad cook, you know,” Ryan said, stepping out of

my reach. “Look at how tired you look. Go sleep.”

“Uncle Ryan, I’ll nap with my Barbie with my mommy,” Ava said, looking adorable.

I was indeed disoriented as countless images raced through my mind. My limbs were also weak.

“Go take a nap,” my mother said, seeing my glum expression. “We’ll call you when dinner’s ready.”

It seemed my mom had already taken Ava to kindergarten, and the house was quiet. My dad was the only

one in the living room, reading the newspaper. I greeted him and went to the dining room, where

breakfast was served.

I was starving, so I devoured my meal. My dad walked over and sat across from me. I sensed that he had

something to say, which made me feel a bit guilty for some reason.

“Why are you so hungry?” he asked, gazing at me kindly.

Well, I had only eaten a little yesterday afternoon. Of course I was hungry.

However, I sensed that my dad was leading up to something. I started to feel anxious and waited for him

to speak.