Chapter 797

Blake stretched his face and casually put aside the wet towel. He stood up and went to the wardrobe to get his clothes. Winson's eyes followed him, waiting for his answer.

Blake took off his bathrobe, revealing his sturdy and straight body. He tilted his head, and Winson was still sitting there motionlessly.

Blake put on his white shirt and said quietly, "Aren't you going to school yet?"

Winson watched him button up and jump down from the sofa. When he walked to the door, he turned around and said, "I know. My ex-husband meant to divorce."

"You divorced with her, so she didn't come back."

When the door closed, Blake's finger fell on a button on his chest. The veins on his forehead twitched and his breathing sank.

The breakfast was unusually quiet. Miss Susan looked at the father and son and did not dare to say a word.

When it was time to Winson to go to school, the driver of the Fergusons should have sent him there. Blake suddenly said, "No need, I'll send him there."

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