Brayden sneered at the woman in front of him with a face full of disdain and contempt.
One of the worst things he did in this life was to go to the bar when Dolly was not with him.
The man skimmed at the woman on the couch and left straight away. He had decided that he was going to confess to his wife, and whether he could be forgiven or not, he had to tell Dolly everything about it.
“Brayden!” Leyla shouted hysterically from behind.
But the man who left, didn’t even look back.
“Big brother, what should we do?” Leon leaned over and whispered in Brayden’s ear and asked.
He was a little worried, worried about the state of Brayden and Dolly.
Two people’s love, he saw in the eyes. There had been storms there had been sweet, there had been cold war there had been love, it was just that this matter of Leyla was not a normal ordinary incident, there was no way they could turn a blind eye to it.
“I’m back.” Brayden’s voice was a little tired and haggard.
Dolly, in the living room, was watching TV with Franklin, her face unchanged.
“Daddy’s home!” Suddenly, the child jumped directly into Brayden’s arms.
“Oops my baby.” The man gently stroked the child’s hair and looked over at the woman on the couch.
Dolly looked away and walked toward Mrs. Knight in the kitchen.
“Let me help you, ma’am.” The woman whispered.
“Maybe you should have a talk with him, a lot of things need to be communicated and communicated.” Mrs. Knight whispered as she cut the tomatoes.
Momentarily, Dolly froze for a moment, then recovered the expression on her face.
“There’s nothing to talk about, things have happened.” Dolly slowly replied.
This silly girl ah, things also have hidden ah, otherwise Brayden how would do such a stupid thing.
Women, it is like this, once you put a label on the other side, you never want to hear any explanation from the other side.
“Let’s talk about it.” Mrs. Knight muttered.
In the living room, Brayden was watching TV with the baby in her arms, but Dolly’s face was all that was on her mind.
She should be very angry, right?
The man’s eyes dimmed.
“Daddy, what’s wrong with you? Why do you feel like you’re in a bad mood?” Franklin suddenly looked at Brayden in front of him and asked in a low voice.
“Just now mom is also like this, did you quarrel with mom, dad, as a man, you should give way to mom, we have to be responsible, more importantly, we have to have a chest.” Franklin than a victory pose.
This stinky guy, when did he suddenly know so much, he even understands these things in the adult world.
“No, daddy and mommy have always been very good, how could they fight, don’t worry.” Brayden stroked the child’s hair.
Soon, dinner was ready, but Dolly had no appetite. Afraid that Franklin would see what was going on, she forced herself to go to the small dining room.
“Come on, here are mommy’s ribs, Franklin, have some more.” Mrs. Knight rushed to say.
“Good, mommy worked hard, grandma worked hard.” The child replied loudly.
Dolly glanced at Brayden next to her and smiled awkwardly without saying anything.
“Er …” Suddenly, Franklin had a painful expression.
“What’s wrong, Franklin,” Dolly rushed to the child.
“Mom, you made these ribs …,” the child looked like he wanted to say something.
“Hmm?” The woman looked suspiciously at the hard dish she had personally made in front of her.
What’s wrong with it?
Dolly hurriedly picked up a piece of ribs and stuffed it into her mouth.
“Pfft!” At once, the woman spat out all the ribs in her mouth, her face extremely embarrassed.
“That, sorry ah, I took the salt as sugar too salty, do not eat, I better pour it out.” Saying that, Dolly was about to bring the hard dish out.
“Hey, wait a minute.” Brayden suddenly stopped the woman’s way.
“Don’t waste it, I just like it salty, I like it.” The man rushed to speak.
Mrs. Knight looked at the two people in front of her, and a curve of satisfaction curved at the corner of her mouth.
Brayden knows how to be so smart.
“No, this dish is inedible, so stop it, I’ll make it for you tomorrow if you want to eat it.” The woman whispered.
But the man did not let go.
“It’s okay, the teacher said, you can’t waste food, sorry, Franklin?” Brayden looked at the child next to him.
“Yes, Daddy’s right, Mommy, we can’t waste food.” The child replied cooperatively.
What a good son!
Brayden gave Franklin a thumbs-up sign of awesome.
Eventually, the plate of ribs was placed on the table. The whole meal was very quiet around, only Franklin would tell a few little jokes every now and then, and everyone laughed and cooperated.
After cleaning up some chores, everyone went to their own rooms, and Dolly lay on her bed with her eyes wide open, looking out the window, deep in thought.
She didn’t know how to ask Brayden about the divorce, and she didn’t understand why Brayden hadn’t talked to her about Leyla until now.
There are some things that must be faced after all, and it is not possible to solve the problem by running away.
How long is he going to keep it to himself!
A cold light flashed in the woman’s eyes.
“Brayden!”
“Dolly!”
The two men called out each other’s names at the same time.
“You first.”
“You first.”
Two more people said it at the same time.
“It’s better if you say it first.” Dolly whispered.
If he was talking about Leyla, then it meant that he hadn’t misjudged the person, or at least he had faced it.
“I’ve heard all about what happened at the hospital today, Dolly, there are some things that I want to explain to you.” Brayden’s expression, some anxious, and some helpless.
“Some time ago you suddenly disappeared, then I found out that you followed Jayden to go abroad, I was in a bad mood during that time, often went to the bar, one day Leyla appeared in front of me, she had the smell of the perfume you often use, at that time I thought you had returned … “Brayden explained.
So it really was at the bar!
So Leyla was right!
Instantly, a trace of sadness flashed in Dolly’s eyes.
“And then what? The baby in Leyla’s belly, is it yours?” The woman asked coldly.
“I don’t know, that night, I don’t remember what happened, but the next morning, myself is …” Brayden paused.
He did not want to go on.
If a man does not say, how can a woman not guess?
“Okay, I get it.” Dolly rolled over and lay back down.
“Dolly, I know I’ve wronged you, punish me any way you want.” Brayden hugged the woman in front of him tightly.
Would punishment work? Can punishment make that child disappear? Can punishment erase what he did to Leyla that night?