Chapter 382

Violet had always insisted: whenever Dad and Mom were together, she must sit between them-only then would people think she was a happy, well-loved child.

Gwyneth thought Violet had a point. But lately, she couldn't help noticing that Dad seemed to have lost interest in her. He was always glued to Mom's side.

She wanted so badly to squeeze herself in between them, but Dad wouldn't allow

it.

"What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you," McNeil said, ignoring his daughter as he sat close beside Victoria, focused solely on looking after her.

Victoria quietly tasted a bite of her food, never meeting McNeil's eyes.

He acted as if nothing had happened today—as if she hadn't sued him in court just hours before.

What truly baffled Victoria was that, even though he'd skipped the hearing, he could come home and cook dinner for her and Gwyneth as if nothing was amiss.

With their daughter at the table, Victoria knew she couldn't bring up the divorce. No need to risk unsettling a child's heart and mind.

just five years old, Gwyneth probably

never touched his own food, spending the whole meal serving Victoria and their daughter-pouring drinks, peeling shrimp, seeing to their every need. At one point, when he noticed a bit of soup at the corner of Victoria's lips, he instinctively reached for a napkin, halfway to dabbing her mouth before seeming to remember something. He

your mouth," he

napkin without thinking. After she finished, she murmured, "Thank

faltered, the faintest flicker passing through his dark eyes before all emotion receded. He picked up his wine glass, took a

nothing else left for us to

her own fork, announcing, "Mom, Dad, I'm

but since tomorrow was Saturday, she could stay up late. She'd heard about a new game and

strange mood, Gwyneth didn't notice

faded upstairs did the tension between Victoria and McNeil

didn't you show up at court today?" Victoria

should all be straightforward. Violet was back, healthy again, and with her talent, she could easily take

Starfall City. By

push the divorce papers on her. But now, at the crucial moment, McNeil was the one dragging

And frankly, she didn't care anymore. She just wanted this

"My wife wants a divorce and sues me for it. I don't want a divorce, so I didn't show up. What you do is your business; I can't control that. But

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