Naomi Kenway shook her head, but then remembered something and nodded.
Ian smiled sweetly. "Then Ian and Mommy will wait for Daddy to come home together!"
Gazing at Ian's face, so similar to Ethan Shaw's, Naomi Kenway nodded in a daze.
The silent treatment had unknowingly stretched on for three days. During this time, Ethan Shaw picked up and dropped off Ian like clockwork every day, but he never stayed the night.
At ten o'clock at night, unable to sleep, Naomi Kenway went out to the balcony to tend to her roses.
The roses were vibrant and dewy, a clear sign of meticulous care. A smile blossomed on Naomi Kenway's face, as if she'd found something to devote herself to.
Suddenly, she remembered the bouquet of artificial roses on the table, and her gaze drifted into the distance.
From downstairs, she heard the sound of a car engine shutting off, followed by the faint sound of conversation.
