That watch, I had seen in Asher's circle of friends.
It was a model that he disliked as outdated and old and flirted with the idea of throwing it away.
With an expressionless face, I crossed over to Fiona, hugged Maisie, changed my clothes and drove out the door.
She swept her gaze, froze, and stopped on me for a long time.
“You… act so different today. Where are you going? I'll drive you.”
Now Fiona seemed extraordinarily attentive.
The rearview mirror reflected my crisp, sharp casual suit. Before, I only wore gentle, homely clothes around her.
But in the three years she wasn’t here, I started a company, attended social events and even handled things like fixing plumbing myself.
I wasn’t incapable of living without her.
As for driving-
“No need, I should be more skillful at driving than you now.”
Besides, today’s trip was to cancel Maisie’s domestic identity documents.
Three hours later, as we exited the bureau after completing the paperwork, I saw Fiona’s car parked at the entrance. Her brows furrowed, and she stared at me sharply.
"Ryan, what are you doing here with our daughter?"
She came all the way more over and saw me go in with Maisie in my arms, only to come out three hours later.