He was a man who always preferred silence, even on his birthday, and would not ask people to come.
When she was over here, they spent their birthdays together every year.
"Well, my son, who was staying here, spent his birthday with me here yesterday and went back this
morning." Regan added.
His son, the father of her husband.
She had never seen this man before either.
"Madeline? What's on your mind?" Regan's eyes held a touch of inquiry.
Madeline immediately snapped back, "Nothing ..."
"Wait, I'll go and boil the medicine for you, then we'll eat, and we'll have a good chat afterwards." With
that, Regan immediately stood up, looking jubilant.
Madeline immediately got up and took his hand, "Don't work, I'm fine, let's just eat."
Instead, he simply pushed her hand away and quickly walked towards the kitchen, saying as he did so,
"Stay there and don't follow me or I'll get angry."