Chapter 1584: Chapter 1583

Chapter 1583

Bartlett understood what she meant. She wouldn't even message him when she got home. All he

could do was give a bitter smile and sigh. He watched her and the kids get in the car and drive

away.

The car was already far away when Chase's arm landed on Bartlett's shoulder. “Let's go, Mr. Rex. I'll

take you home.”

Bartlett snapped back to reality and gave him a small smile. “Well, I hate to impose and act as a

third wheel for you two.”

Chase glanced at Belinda, who was already blushing in the passenger seat, as his smile deepened.

“When Ellinor arrived at the Blanchet Villa with the kids, Marissa Blanchet was already waiting in the

living room

“Ellinor, why are you home so late today? Dinners ready. We were just waiting for you. I'll have the

kitchen warm up the food. You go get the kids washed up and ready for dinner.”

Veronica was also at home. She came over to help with the kids.

“Grandma, you and Grandpa go ahead and eat. I'll eat later. Veronica, can you take the kids to eat

with Grandpa and Grandma while I go upstairs? I have some things to take care of.”

Veronica nodded. “Sure!”

The kids were all well-behaved, and even though they weren't hungry, they followed their aunt to

join their great-grandparents for dinner.

Ellinor rushed upstairs.

After watching her granddaughter-in-law's retreating figure, Marissa couldn’t help but worry,

"What's gotten into Ellinor lately? She seems so distracted.”

Veronica also looked at the hurried steps of her sister-in-law and comforted her grandma. “It must

be because she’s busy at work. Grandma, don't worry; Ellinor is very capable. Nothing is too much

for her.”

Marissa sighed with concern. “Oh, poor Ellinor.”

Back in her room, Ellinor quickly shed her restrictive work clothes and flopped onto the bed,

checking her phone for messages.

He still hadn't replied.

So annoying!

She didn't really have anything to do. She just felt restless and wanted some alone time.

Without a reply, she tossed her phone aside with a scowl and went to take a bath.

At the hotel, Marcus had finished dinner with Adrian and Sophia and was preparing to head back to

his room.

Sophia wanted to spend more time with him. It was rare that he would discipline the child for her.

She hadn't had enough of it.

"Marcus, it's still early. It's only a little past eight; you won't be able to sleep if you take Tristan back

to the room this early. Why don't you stay and chat with me for a while?”

Marcus's face showed clear fatigue. “I'm quite tired today. I want to sleep early. We can talk in the

morning.”

Having said that, Sophia had nothing more to say. “Alright... Oh, by the way, Marcus. My father will

be coming to visit us in a couple of days. He'll probably stay at this hotel too. When he’s here, we

can't sleep in separate rooms anymore. I understand you, but my father won't. If he finds out that

we're sleeping separately, he'll be angry with you.”

Marcus paused for a moment, then responded without turning to look at her. “Alright, I understand.

I'll cooperate with you when the time comes.”

Sophia smiled. “Marcus, as long as you understand my father, it's fine. Well, if you're tired, go to

sleep early.”

Marcus didn’t look back. He took Adrian back to their room and shut the door.

His gaze darkened. Thaddeus was coming. He wouldn't have the chance to continue his physical

therapy.