He even sacrificed his marriage just so he could return to Miranda’s side and get the help he needed from Skylar. It seemed like he had overestimated Tobias’ love for Skylar.
Guess I’ll have to wait a few more days before handing over the letter of intent to Tobias.
After the others had left, Skylar got up and went to the kitchen, with Tobias following behind her.
Skylar had a sullen look on her face as she was washing the vegetables. Tobias closed the faucet and queried, “Are you angry with me? I only did it in order to avoid being threatened like this again.”
Skylar smiled and replied, “Yes, you’re right. There was nothing wrong with what you did. I’m not going to be angry over trivial matters. If I were that petty, I would’ve left you a long time ago.”
Watching as Skylar took the ingredients out of the refrigerator, Tobias changed the topic of the conversation. “It’s just the two of us. You don’t need to cook so much. I’ll be fine with just a dish or two.”
“Penelope is also coming over to eat with us.”
Tobias shrugged his shoulders. I thought the reason she was cooking personally for me.
Skylar spent the whole morning cooking in the kitchen. Tobias was originally assisting her but was pushed out of the kitchen after a while.
Skylar was shocked to see Tobias being so meticulous in washing the vegetables. It took him more than half an hour to finish washing a stack of spinach.
Tobias’ mysophobia is getting out of hand.
It would’ve taken a whole day for him just to finish washing the ingredients.
A while later, Tobias heard a knock on the door while he was watching TV in the living room. He opened the door and was greeted by Penelope and Brayden.
Brayden was rather surprised to see Tobias showing up on Christmas day given how strict and complicated the family rules of the Fords were.
He was incredulous that Tobias would choose to spend the festive day here.
Could it be that Mr. Ford has become gentler and more carefree now?
Skylar, who was still in her apron, walked out of the kitchen. The smile on her face disappeared when she saw Brayden.
As much as she disliked Brayden, she didn’t kick him out of the house for Penelope’s sake.
Brayden lighted a cigarette in front of Penelope as he was glancing over the interior of the house.
Hanging on the wall was a painting worth millions named “Sunflowers,” painted by Van Gogh.
This painting must be the real deal. There’s no way someone as proud as Tobias would deign to buy a counterfeit.
Meanwhile, Penelope was covering her nose with her hand as the smoke from the cigarette was making her queasy.
“She’s currently pregnant with your child. How can you be so callous?” uttered Tobias.
Unperturbed, Brayden exhaled a cloud of smoke. “What’s the big deal? A little smoke won’t hurt anyone. My father also smoked when my mother was pregnant with me.”
Miffed, Tobias took Brayden to the balcony upstairs and let him smoke there instead.
Thus, Penelope was left alone in the living room.
“Your wife didn’t say anything about this?” Tobias looked concerned.
Brayden replied, “We had an argument as I was leaving the house just now. She wanted to know who I am going out with.”
Tobias queried, “So what do you plan to do next? It’s too late for her to get an abortion now. Whether you like it or not, you’re going to have another son. I swear, even a pig can’t produce offspring as fast as you do.”
After hearing Tobias’ question, Brayden was stupefied.
He let out a chuckle before answering, “What more can I do? I can’t exactly divorce my current wife and marry her. It was her own choice to get pregnant. I didn’t force it upon her.”
