Henry's face darkened, and then he got up directly. "I'm going to drive. Get ready to come out."
His voice was faint, but Monique could hear his suppressed anger.
Monique looked at the tall back of Henry and quickly left the restaurant.
After he walked away from Little Nomi's sight, his tall and straight figure gave off a cold aura, which made people shudder.
Was he angry?
Little Nomi looked at her mommy in bewilderment.
"Why does Mommy want to avoid my question?"
Monique sighed when she saw how Little Nomi looked at her. "Little Nomi, we can be considered a family that loves each other. Daddy loves you very much and Mommy loves you very much. People have to grow up. Sometimes, people who love each other don't have to live together. As long as we love each other, even if we can't be together sometimes, we still love you. Just like sometimes when you have to go to school and Mommy has to go to work, Mommy will always love you in her heart."
Little Nomi blinked and blinked again. She didn't really understand what Mommy had said.
However, she also understood part of it. Daddy and Mommy loved her, and Mommy said that she would love her forever.
Little Nomi nodded and raised his pink, peach-like mouth. "Mommy, I'll always love you."
Monique's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly. She held Little Nomi's soft body in her arms.
Then she went to get Little Nomi's schoolbag.
Henry had parked the car at the door.
Monique thought that Henry was driving, so she didn't go to the driver's seat.
Then she pulled directly the back door of the car.
Only then did she know that Henry was sitting in the back parking lot instead of driving today.
The atmosphere in the car was a little low.
Henry sat there lazily, looking handsome and noble.
As the car started, they sat closer and closer.
As the distance got closer, the smell of Henry kept coming in.
The closer she got, the more nervous she became. Even her breathing became a little flustered.
Her body was stiff there.
In the quiet carriage, there seemed to be only the sound of light breathing.
"Daddy, yesterday our teacher told us that all of our fingerprints are different, and the paintings we draw are also different. My fingerprints are ten. Dad, what about yours?" Little Nomi said, grabbing Henry's big warm palm with her white and tender hands.
In fact, Little Nomi had heard the two teachers chatting over there while they were resting.
The two teachers said that people with ten circles and ten curves on their fingers had the destined marriage of heaven.
Hearing his teacher's words, Little Nomi asked curiously, "What are ten curves on the fingers?"
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