I was shocked. Turning my head, I saw that Patrick unexpectedly stood somewhere not far away from us. Unlike the ones pushing carts around us, he only had a bottle of energy drink in his hands.
It seemed that he would leave after buying something.
By the time I looked over, Patrick had been looking at us with a little gloomy look in his eyes.
Looking at him, I couldn't help but feel nervous.
Actually, during this period, I had been calculating the days. The deadline of three months Patrick had set had passed.
But he hadn't contacted me yet. As I was about to give up, I saw him here instead, which was a bit ironic.
"Dad!"
Glenn ran over to Patrick first.
Beside me, Jason was stunned for a moment before asking, "Sister Janetta, is he your ex... ex-husband?"
"Ex-husband..."
"Does Patrick count as my ex-husband?"
"Strictly speaking, he is sort of."
I nodded, "Yes."