If You Want Me

It felt good to be completely trusted.

After calming herself down, Consuela went back to pack her things as if nothing had happened. The doorbell rang for a long time, but Consuela pretended not to hear it.

The outsiders knew that she deliberately ignored them.

It was just a waste of time.

Although the little girl was curious, she didn't say much.

She only knew that what her mother had done was right. No matter what the two people outside thought, whether they were kind or malicious, it had nothing to do with her.

As long as her mother was in a good mood.

"Mom, when are we going to leave after we pack up?"

"Soon, uncle will come and pick us up for dinner."

The little girl carried a children's suitcase and packed her things neatly. Consuela was gratified to see that.

But she didn't know whether the two people outside had left or not.

Several hours had passed since they came here. They should leave now.

Just as she walked out of the room, her phone rang. It was from Richie.

"How's everything going? Have you finished packing? I've booked a restaurant. I'm waiting for you to go there."

"I'm ready."

"Okay, I'll pick you up."

"Okay, I have to hang up."

"Wait!" Suddenly, Richie raised his voice quickly.

Confused, Consuela asked, "What's wrong?"

'Is there anything else?'

"Do you miss me?" The man deliberately suppressed his smile and pretended to ask seriously. In fact, his heart was almost deflected by expectation.

"……" There was a busy tone on the phone.

The phone was suddenly hung up.

Richie's face stiffened, and then he was very frustrated.

He should have guessed the result, but he couldn't help asking.

Lethe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked up at him. He didn't know if he was mocking or asking indifferently, "Dad, your phone was hung up again?"

"……" Choked by his words, Richie suddenly asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's done a long ti

ir suitcases, while the little girl blocked Lethe at the door of the bedroom and asked quietly, "Do you know who Sheryl is?"

That person had the same last name as her mother.

It seemed that Lethe didn't want to talk to her more. He just glanced at her with disdain and said, "Silly girl, why do you have to know so much?"

"Hey, hey, can you stop looking at me like that? I have dignity!" The girl's heart ached when she saw the disdainful look in his eyes.

"Ha-ha, you know what dignity is?"

"Don't change the topic. If you don't know, just say it. Why are you still pretending?" The little girl wanted to use a method to make him tell the truth.

"No, I don't know."

However, the reality was always a little different from his imagination. She jumped helplessly and said, "How can you tell a lie so calmly?"

He knew it clearly, but he had to hide it from her at this time.

The two people who came here just now should be the so-called parents of Sheryl, but she didn't know what they wanted her mother to do.

"When I tell you the truth, you said I was hypocritical. But when I told you the truth, you said I told a lie. I really don't know how to tell you."

"……"

How could he talk nonsense like this? Was he really a man?

"If you keep doing this, I will..."

"So what?"