“Mom!” Little Anthony leaped into her arms and passed her his bouquet. “What did you tell the delivery man?”
Andrea glanced at the courier who had just disappeared from the doorway before softly brushing him off. “Nothing.”
Gabriel came over as well, gently kissing her cheek before handing her his bouquet. His voice had a hint of apology. “Sorry, Andrea, something came up today. That’s why I got home a bit late. Don’t be mad at me, okay?”
‘Something came up? Didn’t you just take our son to the seaside villa to spend time with Hannah? It’s understandable. They’re bound to be busy when they have two homes to juggle,’ Andrea pondered as she smiled self-mockingly.
She looked down at the flowers in her hands for a long while before faintly replying, “Work is important. There’s nothing for me to be mad about. Come inside first.”
The moment they stepped through the door, both Gabriel and Anthony were taken aback by the sight that greeted them. The villa was empty, and everything missing seemed to be the things Gabriel and Anthony had given her.
A flicker of panic crossed Gabriel’s handsome face. “Andrea, what happened to all the things we gave you?”
Anthony was also so shocked that he tugged on the hem of her clothes. “Yeah, Mom. Did you throw them all away?”
Andrea gently pried Anthony’s hand, then sat down on the couch and indifferently answered, “No, I just had the delivery man send them to someone who needs them.”
Her heart had grown soft since having Anthony. Every year, she would gather unused items at home to donate to orphanages.
Hearing this, Gabriel did not overthink things and assumed that she had donated the items to some orphanages again.
He breathed a sigh of relief, brought Anthony over, and each sat on either side of her. Gabriel looked at her dotingly. “It’s good that you gave them away, Now I have an excuse to buy you new ones.”
Anthony also threw himself into her arms with a smile and praised her with a cute voice, “Mom, you’re so nice! You’re the kindest mother in the world!”
Andrea thought, ‘Kind? Perhaps. After all, I’m kind enough to give away my husband and child.’
At 6pm sharp, Gabriel emerged from the kitchen, carrying the final dish he had cooked and placing it on the dining table.
They had many housekeepers, but Gabriel always handled everything related to her personally, including cooking.
Anthony grabbed Andrea’s hand and brought her to the dining table. He pulled out a chair for her before serving food onto her plate.
Gabriel sat down on her other side and also added food to her plate. “Andrea, eat more of this. It’s good for your stomach.”
Anthony also nodded. “Yeah, Mom, eat more of this. It’ll make you healthy. I’m telling you. There’s a kid at my kindergarten who’s picky with food…”
