Skye Brown avoided Dylan Wellington's gaze as though she couldn't face anyone, only lifting her head after he left.
"Mother, you should drink the porridge, it's getting cold..." Molly Lewis sat beside her with a cheerful smile, propping her head with her hand to remind her.
Compared to Skye Brown's awkward and annoyed expression, the smile on Molly Lewis's face was like a flower in bloom.
Wonderful... hee hee hee... Daddy and Mother truly love each other!
Unaware of the truth, Molly Lewis laughed innocently.
But the more innocent her laughter seemed, the deeper Skye Brown's guilt grew...
Out of this guilt, Skye Brown indulged Molly Lewis even more.
After eating, she played with her; when tired, she held her and sat on the carpet in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, leisurely picking up a book and holding her while telling her stories.
Large patches of sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows outside.
