She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1603:

In the days that followed, Farrah began to notice that Felipe was barely ever home.

Every time she went looking for him, he either brushed her off by saying he was swamped with work or came up with something about a friend needing help.

She had planned to sit down and talk to him, but every time she tried to bring it up, he would toss in a joke to dodge the conversation. After two or three failed attempts, she gave up entirely.

She even thought about calling off their movie night plans scheduled for the following week.

On Wednesday evening, Felipe returned home quietly, sneaking in like a guilty teenager.

When he spotted Farrah curled up on the sofa watching a documentary, he tiptoed over, clearly a bit uneasy.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” he asked, lips pursed as he sank down next to her. The moment he reached out, Farrah subtly shifted away from his touch. That small move instantly set off alarms in his head.

trying to read it,

off the TV. She stood up, adjusted her clothes with calm precision, and started toward the stairs.

trying to make

to her room, distant and cold as ice. Baffled, Felipe turned

paused mid-homework, tilted her head at him, and asked, “Dad, are you

blinked, genuinely

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noticed that Mom’s upset because you’re barely home and she can’t get through to you?” Isabella asked plainly, her tone unusually serious for a kid her

back through

was, she’d seemed completely calm. He’d made up some excuse, and she never pushed too hard. Throughout it all, he hadn’t picked up on any

really upset, and your little plan might be going up in

any plans anymore. He headed

head into