Leonel gritted his teeth. His sharp gaze stared at the increasingly busy road filled with other vehicles. Occasionally, he honked the horn a bit too forcefully, even though it was unnecessary. Morning rush hour traffic was the perfect companion to his workday.
"Dear," the woman beside him called out. Since she got into the car, the gloomy aura from the man she loved was palpable. However, at the dining table, they could still converse casually, although Ester repeatedly took deep breaths and clenched her fists in frustration with Chloe's behavior. Almost since she arrived at this house, Ester felt unable to breathe freely.
Feeling no response, Ester called the man focused on the steering wheel once again. "Dear, are you angry?"
Leonel only glanced briefly, gave a brief smile, and shook
