Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 497

"You're only wearing this?" Arthur glanced up and down at Sylvia; seeing that she was dressed too casually and simply, he couldn't help but ask.

Sylvia said calmly, "Isn't it just a meal, and there are no outsiders? Do I still need to wear a formal dress? Sorry, I didn't prepare."

Arthur looked at Jennifer; the little girl was really beautiful tonight, clearly dressed up with care.

"Come, Jennifer." He smiled and reached out his hand to her.

Jennifer handed him her hand.

He held the little girl's hand and walked outside.

Sylvia followed behind them.

"Daddy." Elaine leaned against the wall behind, shouting with her mouth pursed.

Her Daddy liked Jennifer now and didn't want her anymore. She felt so heartbroken.

Arthur heard the mumbled call and turned around.

"Elaine, reflect on yourself tonight, write a reflection book, and give it to me when I get back," Arthur said seriously, then held Jennifer's hand and left.

Tears of grievance streamed down Elaine's face.

Lancelot Family House.

Sheryl was eating fruit and scrolling through her phone.

Suddenly, a phone call came in. She saw that it was from Elaine and immediately answered.

"Elaine."

"Mommy, Daddy doesn't want me anymore. He took Jennifer and her mommy out for dinner." Elaine cried and complained.

As soon as Sheryl heard this, she immediately sat up and was furious, "Why aren't you bothering your father? How stupid, even a little illegitimate child could beat you to his attention."

Elaine became more aggrieved and cried louder.

Arthur was very gentlemanly and elegant.

He took the initiative to arrange a seat for Sylvia, served them food, and took care of Jennifer's meal. He was very attentive and considerate.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm.

"Sylvia." When Sylvia was eating, someone suddenly called her.

When she looked up, she saw a tall and slender young man standing in front of her.

Smith!

"Smith." She exclaimed, "What a coincidence. Are you eating here, too?"

"Yes." Smith said slowly, "Sylvia, come here; I have something to talk to you about."

He didn't glance at Arthur; he turned around and walked out.