"Hm." "Daddy, what kind of answer is that? You should be clear, not give such an uncertain response!" Kevin exclaimed, clearly dissatisfied. "Regina hasn't even told me her birthday date, how can I make a decision?" Henry replied. "Let's just drop it. I don’t need a celebration anyway," Regina interjected. Kevin looked at Regina, then turned to Henry. "Daddy, lean down a bit!" "Why?" Henry asked, puzzled, but complied with his son's request. Regina watched as they whispered to each other. She tried to decipher Henry's expression, but his face remained unreadable, focused on Kevin. Kevin stepped back. "I'm going to my room." His small feet padded towards the door, which he closed gently behind him. "What was he talking about?" Regina asked. "None of your business!" Henry snapped curtly. "We have nothing to do with each other anymore, right? Leave me alone," Regina responded coldly. "Speaking of your birthday, isn't it tomorrow?" "How do you know?" Regina asked,
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