Three hours later.
The bedroom door opened, and a refreshed man walked out, clearly in a good mood.
Enna Clark followed closely behind, but compared to his vigor, she looked noticeably haggard, and in the hot weather, she even changed into a high-collared thin sweater to cover her neck.
Little Bobby had somehow already come out and was playing with paint with Gigi in the living room.
He seemed to have forgotten the recent shock, his handsome little face serious as he taught Gigi how to draw.
Despite being just a six-year-old boy, he acted like an adult when he became serious, grabbing Gigi's hand and smearing paint on the floor.
Only when Enna entered did she notice that the paper had been replaced not with paper but a white men's T-shirt.
Various colors of watercolor had been smeared on the plain white T-shirt, making it incredibly colorful and beautiful.
"This is a balloon, use the red paint. Come on, let Brother teach you."
"Ball."
