Why didn't he have any memory of it?
Just as he was about to enter the room to ask, Georgette's voice stopped him.
"Frederic made you your favorite chicken noodle soup. Let him bring it up for you, and you two can have a good talk."
Joey immediately shook her head. "Dad, give me a little more time. I haven't figured out how to face him yet. If we don't handle this properly, even if we stay together, there will always be a barrier between us."
Hearing this, Frederic froze in place. His hands, hanging by his sides, slowly clenched into fists. He quietly walked downstairs, took out his phone, and called Jason.
The moment the call connected, a lazy voice came through from the other end. "What's up? I finally got a day off, and you woke me up. If this isn't important, I'm going to curse yo
