Before Skyler sat at the center of the table, he first pulled out a chair for his son and wife. Nana Gloria and Mhia's eyes followed their movements, particularly his. He knew Mhia was deeply hurting inside. It was evident in her demeanor since they last saw each other. She seemed distant, but it didn't diminish her inherent beauty. And his guilt was consuming him.
If only he could—
He shook his head. He should avoid thinking about it. His life was different now. They both agreed that he would do the right thing for Samuel.
“Nay Yoling, please bring out the food,” he instructed the household staff.
One by one, they brought out the dishes he cooked. He didn't want to make it obvious, but it already was. Nana Gloria was looking at him differently now. Mhia was still trying to avoid makin
