Just as she wanted to say something, she saw Dominic walking towards them with a smile. Dominic's smile was always so kind, but at that moment, in Jennifer's eyes, he resembled a hypocritical demon.
He was the one who killed her father; he was the one who destroyed her mother's happiness. Her hand, gripping the barbecue fork, tightened uncontrollably, and her expression turned grim. The blush on her face had long been replaced by paleness, and David noticed all these changes. Jennifer was not only troubled by her mother's kidnapping; she was also distressed by her father. Why? Was there something he didn't know?
Standing up to face her father, she said, "Dad, are you interested in barbecuing too?" This was meant to be a tease, but she cautiously glanced at Jennifer, who politely stood up beside him, her face looking extremely unpleasant.
