Neither of them drank much that night. Once they were pleasantly tipsy, they went to bed.
The next morning, Sienna took Zoey to school as usual and unexpectedly found Ethan waiting at the entrance.
Dressed in a black suit, he stood tall beneath the cold morning sky. His brooding aura seemed to merge with the winter chill, making him feel even more unapproachable.
Sienna intended to walk past as though she hadn't seen him.
Ethan stepped in front of her. "You didn't see me standing here?"
Her tone was equally cold. "We have nothing to discuss unless you came to talk about the divorce, Mr. Hawthorne."
A vein pulsed at Ethan's temple. "I'm still Zoey's father. I have a right to be involved in her education. I'm here to inspect the school and decide whether it's suitable for her."
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