The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 310

Sophia was even more awkward. Although Theresa couldn't understand, Sophia didn't want to discuss it in front of her either. Grace was also clueless about what the two were talking about, casting a curious glance at Cindy.

Cindy, who's usually pretty laid-back and not the detail-oriented type, failed to notice Sophia's embarrassment. She couldn't help but look at Theresa with envy and blurted out, "You're too blessed, I swear. Your kid's smart, pretty, and adorable - like she's got all the buffs stacked up. I really wanna have one too, but who knows if I'd be lucky enough to have a cute little girl like her. I'd love to have a daughter."

Then, leaning towards Sophia, she asked, "Sophia, can you actually choose the gender too?"

Sophia, feeling awkward, put an end to the conversation. "Let's not talk about this right now."

Cindy thought Sophia was considering Theresa's feelings and apologized with hands pressed together, "Sorry, got a bit carried away there."

"It's okay, let's just eat," Sophia said with a smile, smoothly changing the subject.

Theresa, who had been paying close attention to the conversation, finally found a moment to speak up, turning to Sophia with confusion, "Mommy, what's a sperm bank?"

Sophia nearly choked on her food.

Cindy was also surprised, not expecting such a young child to catch on to useful information so accurately - this only made her more determined to seek out a sperm bank to have a child.

Sophia managed to swallow the food stuck in her throat.

"It's like," Sophia searched for a vague explanation, "a scientific method."

Theresa nodded, half understanding, feeling that her mom hadn't finished her explanation and continued with puzzled eyes, "And then?"

"How about we talk about it when you're older?" For the first time, Sophia used the 'I'll tell you when you're older' card.

Theresa, still not quite getting it, obediently nodded and didn't push the issue further.

After dinner, with some time to spare, Sophia decided to drop Theresa and Grace off at home.

On the way back, Theresa, finally alone with Sophia, snuggled into her arms and said unhappily, "Mommy, that grandpa we saw, he's always so fierce. Does he dislike me?"

Sophia was taken aback by Theresa's question about whether Daniel disliked her - something she had tried to avoid. She didn't want Theresa to be so sensitive to the emotions of the adult world and to feel sad about it.

But Daniel's stern demeanor towards Theresa was undeniable, and his distaste was plain to see. Sophia was surprised that Theresa noticed such subtle emotions , and it hurt her heart.

a bad mood, that's why he couldn't control his emotions. It's not about Theresa. You know, sometimes when you can't see mommy and feel unhappy, you don't want to talk even

a moment, Theresa nodded, "Yeah, I

explained, "See? He doesn't dislike Theresa

pondered and then said, "Then next

want to make him happy, it shows you're kind. But it's also okay if you can't,

seemingly getting the

her off at home, bidding her farewell, "Mommy has to go back to work, I'll come home to be with you tonight, okay? Stay good at

nodded earnestly,

and a kiss, Sophia let her go

the door close with a lingering gaze

her, "Come on, let's go wash our hands," placing her milk bottle bag

the beautiful lady took it out,

the bag, "What are

my drawing? My drawing's

and didn't find it. She stood up and was about to dash out when Grace scooped her up in a

was still upset, struggling to get down and go look for it, so Grace had

rushed back to work after a quick lunch with her friend, making

sitting earlier. Not seeing anyone, she noticed a piece

girl left it there? Why didn't she

to the chair, picked up the blueprint. She flipped it open, then her gaze

weird, how does such a little girl have this? Did she

blueprint page by page, and then she couldn't resist looking around. Theresa was nowhere in sight. "Leaving this here, does that mean she

tossing it aside, but something made her hesitate. She opened it again, and the more she looked,

with some papers in her hand, but didn't pay much attention, greeting her

Marian replied with a smile, tucking away the papers and looking over at

Sophia nodded, "Yes."

turnstile, the gates opened, and she walked through with

entered the

with the neatly folded paper in her hands, pinching the creases carefully and deliberately, her expression

at the paper in Marian's hands and asked,

Marian just smiled, "Nothing."

opened, she stepped out