Four people wearing the same yellow sweaters arrived at Kensington Park. Anxia and Lori laughed happily like two small children who couldn't wait to play. On the contrary, Richard and Elliot looked at each other as if they were communicating through their eyes.
"Papa, do we have to wear this?" Elliot didn't mind wearing the same clothes as his family, but… As far as he could remember, he had never worn a ridiculous outfit with a fawn like this.
Not cool at all!
"I know how you feel. But look at your mother and sister―they look happy. As a man, we have to be willing to make a little sacrifice to protect their smile."
Elliot glanced at his overjoyed mother and sister. "Okay." Elliot sighed resignedly, walked after his mother and sister, and tried to ignore the many stares staring at them.