Averting his gaze, Maison then muttered, “…She just didn’t answer my calls since she doesn’t need our care anymore…”
Upon hearing that, Zivon let out a helpless sigh. While it was good that his son was this clear-minded… It didn’t change that her refusal to even pick up his calls was kind of rude.
Tossing the phone to the boy, Zivon replied, “…Maybe she’s busy. Here. Take the phone and call her again later.”
After saying that, Zivon headed outside to have his raging nerves frozen… As for Maison, he continued reading for a while… but eventually, he couldn’t help but browse through his father’s phone. He had simply wanted to read through their past messages to recall how lovey-dovey the two had been back then… But it didn’t take long for the boy to frown.
His father hadn’t talked to her for nearly a month… and though there were a few messages here and there, that wasn’t what caught his eye.
‘It’s over. Please don’t use the kids as an excuse to appear before me again. Maison won
