What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 493

Seeing Kaia standing by her car, Simon quickly parked and walked over. "Kaia, what a coincidence. You're picking up the kids today?"

Kaia offered him a smile and was about to speak when the passenger door opened. Finnian's tall frame stepped between them. Whether intentional or not, he shielded Kaia behind him, glaring at Simon. "You must have a lot of free time on your hands, Mr. Quinn, to be here picking up kids every day."

Simon chuckled. "Well, my office isn't far from here, and it doesn't take much time."

"Those in high positions sure have the luxury of time," Finnian mocked.

Simon looked momentarily taken aback.

Kaia caught the venom in Finnian's words. She stepped around him toward Simon. "Ignore him. He's always got a toxic mouth."

"Kaia..." Finnian hadn't expected her to humiliate him right in front of her lover.

She shot him a glance over her shoulder. "Are you here to pick up Brynlee? If so, stay here. I need to head back to the office. If not, please leave."

"I'll pick her up. You go back to work," Finnian muttered sullenly.

Kaia had indeed received a work call on her way over. Since Finnian was willing to take over, she wouldn't fight him for it. She turned to Simon. "I'm heading back. Let's catch up another day."

"Sure. Drive safe," Simon replied.

Kaia got back into her car, reversed, and drove off.

Finnian and Simon stood facing each other in a tense standoff. It only ended when Simon took a call and walked toward the school gates, breaking the heavy silence.

Soon enough, Brynlee Sanders and Anna Quinn walked out hand in hand.

The guy was clearly good at winning people over. One little toy, and he had bought his daughter's trust.

Finnian took her straight to his office. Remembering what she had said during their last dinner together felt like a knife to his heart.

He set her down on his large desk. Brynlee looked surprised, leaning her hands on the surface while swinging her legs rhythmically. "Dad, you don't look very happy."

Finnian sat in his chair, holding her arms gently, and asked seriously, "Brynlee, what do you think of me?"

"You're... great," she replied after tilting her head in thought.

"Then do you not want me anymore?" His eyes darkened with disappointment.

"You're the one who didn't want Mom and me!" Brynlee retorted loudly, a flash of anger crossing her little face as she swatted his hands away and crossed her arms.