Ivy Grant stood there, confused beyond belief, wondering how her parents could still be affectionate towards each other after everything that had happened?|
"How can you two be so carefree?" Ivy said angrily, her chubby cheeks even trembling, her eyes filled with rage.
Carefree? Aria Grant had her mouth open, and George Flack had just handed her a roasted pork leg that she hadn't put in her mouth yet when Ivy said that. Where was she carefree? Aria couldn't figure it out. She didn't understand why her baby daughter was speaking like that at this moment.
"Ivy, come here, tell Mommy what happened, why do you say I am carefree, is it because I didn't save any roasted pork for you? Mommy hasn't eaten yet, there are still many here."
As Aria spoke, she pushed George Flack's hand away.
