Claire's eyelids twitched violently. Why would he come to CS Apartments, a place for ordinary residents?
With his status, it was impossible for him to show up here.
She must have been mistaken.
Rubbing her eyes and looking again, the man's figure had already disappeared.
Claire froze for a moment, then felt a surge of anger. At a time like this, how could she still harbor illusions about that scumbag, to the point of hallucinating?!
Claire Miler, can you be a little more self-respecting? That heartless man hurt you so deeply, why are you still thinking of him?
You should cast him into the hell, never to be reborn!
She turned coldly, taking the children to bed.
The next morning.
Claire was delayed for a few minutes preparing breakfast for Adam and Hilary. By the time she left the house, she was already a few minutes later than usual.
Worried that Gilbert might suddenly check on her again, she started running as soon as she stepped outside.
