Dumping My Billionaire Ex

"See that? Your daddy is strong and doesn't need any help Sharon said to Irene with a confident nod. Then, she took Irene by the hand and led her In another direction.

Edwin was speechless. He thought, It's not that I don't need help, I just don't want help from any other womant What a heartless woman. Watching Sharon and Irene walk away, Edwin felt a heavy weight in his chest. The pain of being abandoned and ignored was even more challenging to bear than the physical pain.

Sharon and trene left the ice rink after an hour of skating. By the time they left, Erwin was nowhere to be seen, Irene couldn't help but glance back at the spot where Edwin had fallen earlier. Remembering how hard he had hit the ice each time, she tightly pressed her rosy lips together. It was all her fault for coming up with such a bad idea.

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She thought. Daddy looked so pitiful when he fell Even though Mommy didn't show any pity for him, I don't blame her. She had it worse when

was with Daddy. But, I wonder if Daddy will stop coming because he fell so hard and embarrassed himself so many times. Irene still hoped, at least a little, that her parents could be together. The thought of not seeing Edwin anymore made her feel a bit down

Sharon noticed Irene's low spirits and offered to take her out for something delicious. Irene, who was going through a growth spurt and had been eating a lot lately, perked up when Sharon mentioned going for steak. Her mouth practically watered as Sharon spoke. "Mommy, I want the biggest steak, a burrito bowl, and lemonade too!"

Irene had eaten Western food with Sharon a few times and always remembered them fondly. The lemonade she referred to was sweet and fragrant. served with a slice of lemon on the glass, visually appealing, Although her grandfather's cooking was exceptionally delicious, he wasn't adept at Western cuisine. Like any child, she wanted to try something different after eating a lot of it.

Sharon wiped her mouth gently and smiled warmly, saying. "Alright, Irene, whatever you want to eat, we'll order itContent © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

They continued chatting as they entered the Western cuisine restaurant. In truth, Irene's choice wasn't from the high-end offerings typical of such places. Sharon wasn't very familiar with Western cuisine and usually just ordered set meals directly from group-buying websites. Irene took Sharon's phone and, without hesitation, opened the group-buying website and ordered a set meal she had enjoyed before "Good afternoon, ladies," the neatly dressed waitress greeted them professionally, offering a warm and friendly smile as soon as she saw them.

"We'll have this set meal," Irene said, raising her hand with the phone to show the waiter the order.

Upon seeing that Irene had ordered a group-buying set meal, the waitress's sweet smile diminished slightly. Group-buying deals typically have lower profit margins for the restaurant and are used mainly to attract customers. Given that it was lunchtime, seating customers with lower profitability was considered less desirable.

"Unfortunately, we don't have seating for two right now Please wait a moment, the waitress said briskly, writing a note and handing it over. Her tone was noticeably cold, and after handing over the note, she turned and walked away.

Irene didn't mind and gently nudged Sharon's arm, saying, "Mommy, ler's wall over there for a bit.

"Okay" Sharon replied. Despite noticing the waitress's attitude change, she didn't want to expose it in front of Irene. She smiled and followed Irene as she sat on a sofa in the waiting area. After sitting momentarily, feeling the need to use the restroom, Sharon leaned over and gently parted Irene's head. "Mommy needs to go to the restroom. Do you want to come with me?" "Okay, Mommy, you go ahead. I'll wait here for you, Irene rep

replied crisply, leaning her head into Sharon's palm and turning half her face to reveal a pair of bright, sparkling eyes. Though she would not be four years old for another month, Irene was brilliant and sweet- tongued, and this being a Western cuisine restaurant, the environment was less complex than outside.

Sharon nodded in acknowledgment and tapped her watch. "Call Mommy if you need anything," she said before heading towards the restroom. Sharon was beautiful and had an exceptional presence. After changing out of her sports attire, she switched into casual jeans and a shirt. Her legs were dender and straight in the jeans, and her white shirt, slightly unbuttoned, revealed a delicate neck and a hint of collarbone, blending innocence with a hint of allure. Wherever ale went, lieads turned.

Unconcerned with the various glances, Staron walked briskly, rager not to leave Irene waiting outside for too long. Just as she reached the restroom door, a sudden fails caught her peripheral vision, and she felt a heavy collision against her shoulder. Sharon staggered backward from the impact Suddenly, she felt a firm grip around her waist, a hand stopping her from falling further.

"Sorry, came a man's voice immediately after.

Shuron was rarely touched around the waist and felt extremely uncomfortable as she sidestepped to avoid his gaze. The man in front of her appeared to be around thirty, with features that were not top-tier but still significantly above average, placing him in the handsome category. He was also looking at her. luis eyes slightly narrowed, with a simile that carried an apologetic tone. Despite his seemingly friendly and approachable

demeanor, Sharon couldn't shake off a sense of discomfort.

"It's okay," she said softly, not wanting to interact with the man further. Sharon stepped into the restroom. Several minutes later, she emerged and walked briskly back to the waiting area.

On the sofa in the waiting area, Sharon noticed Irene was nowhere to be seen. Upon seeing the empty seat, Sharon's heart sank. She quickly took out her phone and called Irene.

On the other end, there was no answer. The watch was set to answer automatically after two rings. Once connected, Sharon heard a lot of noise in the background and couldn't help but call out, "Irene, Irene!"

Irene's voice came through, but she wasn't speaking directly to Sharon. "It's y

your fault indeed. You need to apologize!"

"What do you mean apologize? You're very rudel Another female voice, sharp and authoritative, joined Irene's

Realizing Irene was in a dispute with someone, Sharon's heart tightened, and she worried she might get bullied. She called Irene's name a couple more times before noticing a group gathered in the direction of the private dining rooms.

A small figure became faintly visible in the crowd. Sharon clenched her phone tightly and hurried towards them. Arriving at the private dining room door, she quickly confirmed that the figure was indeed Irene.. At that moment, Irene reached out to stop the door of the private dining room, her eyes glaring at the waiter in front of her with a stubborn expression It's unfair! I was stopping you because we arrived first. How could you give our seats to someone else? The waitress she was stopping was the one who had initially greeted them, and two other customers stood behind.

The customers, though silent, frowned in annoyance at the blocked door, showing signs of impatience. Seeing their irritation, the waitress grew more anxious and exclaimed, "You're quite funny, kid. Which level are you? What level are they? You ordered a group-buying deal, they reserved the private room. Just the room fee alone could cover your two meals. And you dare argue with them? If you want to claim 'first come, first served, tell your mom to pay for a private room, too. Can she afford it? her tone was sharp, and her words were harsh.

"Move aside now, or I'll call security!" she threatened, reaching out to pull Irene away.