I was getting perplexed at Ashton’s poor driving technique when the man in question said sternly, “Audrey, do you not want to eat cake tonight?”

Ashton’s anger was palpable, and the temperature in the car seemed to drop several degrees.

Even Audrey knew not to behave in her usual daring manner in the face of her father’s anger. She retreated to the backseat and mumbled, “I do…”

Ashton met her gaze through the rearview mirror and demanded, “Then, why were you jumping around in the back when Daddy was driving? You even leaned forward to disturb me while I was driving. What if you got injured? Do you think that was the right thing to do?”

Audrey shook her head blankly and said uncertainly, “No.”

“Don’t be so stern. You’re going to scare the kids,” I whispered to him.

Instead, Ashton seemed to ignore my words as he asked Audrey, “Then, what should you do?” Evidently, no one could sway him when he got down to business, not even his wife.

 

Audrey was not as naive and fragile as she looked, after all. She pondered his words for a moment before returning to her seat and obediently strapping herself in.

 

Only then did Ashton start the engine of the car and continue driving.

 

of the drive passed by

to throw a tantrum once we got home. She foiled my expectations by speeding into the house excitedly as if she had forgotten the

Audrey coming out of the kitchen with Ashton’s bunny-shaped cake in hand, which was missing a

to Gregory and Shaun, “Greg, Shaun, come and eat the cake! Daddy’s cake is so

had him running toward Audrey

obediently and waited for her to

about how Ashton’s virgin attempt at making dessert went, I joined the trio at

and Shaun while she kept the rest for

lightly as I teased, “You greedy girl! You’ll wet the bed if you eat everything

in defiance

to prank her by taking her share of the cake. “Won’t you let Mommy have

that, I pretended to swallow the cake in one

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