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In the afternoon, Clara didn't know what to do. All-day she only invites Frederika to play and take a nap, while Patricia as the real mother has gone somewhere and has not yet returned. Nathan didn't even call her anymore, even though she had reactivated her phone.

"Mom, I want to go to the park!" said Frederica, looking up at Clara sitting on the park bench beside the house.

"Honey, we just play here. After all, it's going to be dark soon, we won't be satisfied playing in the city park," said a voice that looked fresh wearing a long yellowish-white dress, combined with a dark blue blazer and pinned some of her hair back.

"But I've never been to a city park, there must be a lot of friends, while here I'm alone, right," said Frederica, bending her face.

Clara sighed, then bent slightly to face Frederica. "Sweetie, we can't just go haphazardly..later if daddy gets angry, it will be a problem."

"Huh, I don't like here, I prefer grandma's mansion!"