If this had been any other day before, Emma would have stormed out with a scowl or unleashed a torrent of venom at Simon.
But today, she clenched her palms tightly, forcing a calm expression as she said, "I'm here to cover your nursing home fees."
"You... what?" Simon blinked, utterly dumbfounded.
"A lot has happened lately. I've had time to think, and no matter what went down in the past, you're still my father, right?" Emma sighed deeply.
Simon's jaw dropped, staring at her as if she were a stranger. "Are you serious?"
"Why would I lie about this?" She lifted the payment slip for him to see.
His trembling fingers snatched the paper. When he saw she'd paid for another six months, relief flooded over him.
Simon thought, 'Thank God! I don't have to go back to that frigid, rundown sha
