“Really? But I heard that Fiona has returned to Canada. You’ve only just reunited as a family—will she agree to this?"
I smiled ruefully and bitterly.
“She couldn’t be happier.”
For the first time, I didn’t wait for Fiona to come home before going to bed, like I always did in the past.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Fiona returned.
She had just entered and frowned when she saw the darkened room.
Normally, I would leave a light on for her every time, but this time was an exception.
Not only this time, after that also no longer bother her. The whole three days, I never said a word to Fiona.
Seemingly sensing that something was wrong, Fiona came back with a gift box.
“Ryan, this is for you.”
A trace of apology crossed her face. “Rielle was out of line the other day, so I apologize to you and Maisie on her behalf.”
Saying this, she opened the gift box, inside lay an outdated watch quietly. She took it out. “I'll help you put it on.”
I didn't move to avoid it, “No need to bother.”
That watch, I had seen in Asher's circle of friends.
It was a model that he disliked as outdated and old and flirted with the idea of throwing it away.
With an expressionless face, I crossed over to Fiona, hugged Maisie, changed my clothes and drove out the door.
She swept her gaze, froze, and stopped on me for a long time.
“You… act so different today. Where are you going? I'll drive you.”
Now Fiona seemed extraordinarily attentive.
The rearview mirror reflected my crisp, sharp casual suit. Before, I only wore gentle, homely clothes around her.
But in the three years she wasn’t here, I started a company, attended social events and even handled things like fixing plumbing myself.
I wasn’t incapable of living without her.
As for driving-
“No need, I should be more skillful at driving than you now.”
Besides, today’s trip was to cancel Maisie’s domestic identity documents.
Three hours later, as we exited the bureau after completing the paperwork, I saw Fiona’s car parked at the entrance. Her brows furrowed, and she stared at me sharply.
"Ryan, what are you doing here with our daughter?"
She came all the way more over and saw me go in with Maisie in my arms, only to come out three hours later.
For some reason, she was uneasy as if she was being pulled up in her heart.
“Nothing, the ID card expired, so I came to get a new one.”