Atticus' POV:
"My dear, can I go to this event?" Lisa moved closer to me. She showed me her computer, and I saw an electronic invitation.
"Of course, you can," I answered her casually. I didn't care about what was on the exhibition and only saw her expression.
Although I was curious as to why she wanted to attend a design exhibition, I quickly agreed to it. So it was already a good thing that she wanted to go out.
"I will go with you," I quickly added. Her expression darkened in that instant.
"You're not happy?" I looked at her.
This was understandable. After all, with me around, she might not be able to spend this time happily with her friends.
"No, how could I? I'm very happy to have you by my side." She smiled.
That expression was forced, I could tell. But I thought she needed someone to take care of her in her current state.
