The misunderstanding was finally cleared up, and Enna Clark felt relieved. Her gaze landed on the vitamins on the table, and she was about to tell him about her hospital appointment this afternoon.
Just then, a small figure walked out of the study. Tobias Clark was wearing British Style overalls, looking like a little noble, with a pigeon-toed walk. He glanced at them nonchalantly, "Did you guys forget that I'm still at home...?"
How could he have such shameless parents who were always lovey-dovey at home, without considering that he was still there?
His big, dark eyes looked sly, like a little fox's, as he blinked, speaking in a childish tone, "You can continue, don't mind me. I just came out to get a glass of water, and I'll go back to drawing right away."
Enna's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she abruptly pushed away the man embracing her, immediately standing up, "Baby, I'll pour you some milk."
