Chapter 1577
Layla nestled into Ellinor's arms as her small face scrunched up in frustration. âMommy, we're not
going home for dinner again today? Great-grandmother will be so sad.â
Ellinor understood what her daughter meant. Her great-grandmother would be in the kitchen every
day, diligently preparing dinner, anticipating their return so that the family could enjoy a meal
together.
She gently stroked her daughter's head. âThat's okay. You can eat a little less here, so you can eat
with your great-grandmother when we get home.â
Layla was a bit tom. âBut I saw you order so many of my favorite dishes. What should I do?â
Just as she sat down at her new spot, a manâs hand reached out from under the table, landing on
her leg.
Ida frowned. She looked down at the mischievous hand and gave it a hard smack like she was
swatting a fly, trying to make him behave.
But, to her surprise, Byran used her smack as an opportunity to grab her hand..
Ida instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Byran not only didn't let go; he also sneakily
intertwined their fingers under the table and stuffed her hand into the pocket of his hoodie.
Ida's lips twitched, again finding this young man childish. He was just like a naughty boy who was
secretly acting out behind the teacher's back during class. However, she was too lazy to refuse and
thought it was a waste of time to argue with him. So she let him hold her hand while she continued
to scroll on her phone/ with the other hand.
Ellinor didnât notice their little interaction; her attention was focused on her three children, but
Bartlett did
He squinted his eyes and chuckled. He couldn't help but sigh. âI'm so envious.â
Ellinor raised an eyebrow at him. âWhat are you suddenly envious of?â
Bartlett glanced at Ida and Byran. âAs a single man, I can't help but envy the sweet little couple.â