Chapter 824:
As I ate my breakfast, I tried to recall what had happened the night before.
I only remembered drinking too much. It seemed like I had returned in Mr. Hall’s car with Joey. After that, everything was a blur.
Normally, Herbert would have scolded me by now, but today, he remained silent.
“Did he come home later than me last night? Does he not know what happened?” I wondered.
“Mom, Mom.”
At that moment, Lucky, sitting in Gary’s arms, suddenly stretched out her little hands toward me.
Seeing this, I quickly reached out to take her in my arms.
“Lucky, you missed me, didn’t you? Come on, I’ll feed you.”
Just as Gary was about to hand her over to me, I heard Herbert’s voice again.
“Gary, hurry up and feed Lucky. It’s a nice day. After breakfast, you can take her out for a walk.”
“Okay.”
Hearing this, Gary didn’t dare to argue. He quickly took Lucky back and started soothing her to eat.
Seeing this, I couldn’t challenge Herbert in front of everyone, so I swallowed my words for the moment. But when I looked at Lucky’s sad little face, I felt a pang of sorrow. Although Herbert often played joyfully with the children, when he was serious, they didn’t dare disobey him.
Soon, Lucas finished his breakfast, and Miranda took him to kindergarten. Gary had fed Lucky enough, so he took her out for a walk.
Now, only Herbert and I were left at the table.
As I continued to eat, I thought to myself, Maybe it’s time to tell him the truth. I’m feeling so trapped here. Although I don’t want to give up my children, I’ll go crazy if things stay like this.
I looked up, about to speak, but Herbert stood up first.
“Don’t drink so much wine in the future. You’re setting a bad example for the children,” he said, his tone still firm.
With that, he turned and walked around the table toward the door.
I was a little angry.
It wasn’t because what he said was wrong. I really shouldn’t have drunk so much wine.
But his tone was so overbearing.
“I drank a lot because I had social obligations. It seems like you drink more often than I do, don’t you?”
I stared at his back.
“I’m a man, and you’re a woman. When have you ever seen a woman come home drunk?”
Herbert’s words only made me angrier. What was wrong with being a woman?
“Don’t you know that men and women are equal?” I retorted.
