"Mrs. Anne, did you cook it yourself?"

"Yes, that's right."

Nicole smiled and said, "Wow, that's great! Does Daddy have a share too?"

Gale's smile froze. "I... came here to take care of you, not him."

Shawn raised his eyebrows deeply. "So? You treat me differently?"

Gale pretended not to hear.

On the dining table, there was a lovely breakfast.

Omelette, scrambled eggs, bread, bacon… All Nicole's favorites.

"Mrs. Anne, have you ever asked Mommy what I like to eat?" Nicole praised it while