Chapter 4

I sighed, knowing it wasn't about that.

I used to love them and was willing to do those things for them. Now I didn't, so I didn't care if they were willing to do all this for me.

When I saw Vicente, he was still on the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingertips, looking extremely tired.

In the past, I would wait for him to finish his work before asking for what I needed.

But now, I thought of Sofia being hungry alone at home.

With that worry in my heart, everything else became inconsequential.

"Mr. Buckley," I said, standing in front of Vicente with a polite smile.

He froze, said a few words to the person on the other end, and hung up. "What are you doing here?"

"Huh?" I shrugged. "Isn't it normal for me to return to my hometown after divorce? But why did you put aside your work in Prodale and come to Casterview?"

Vicente stumbled over his words, his gaze deepening as he looked at me. I met his gaze boldly.

After a moment of tension, Vicente looked away. "He