“Just leave the dishes, Darla. I can do that myself.”Anne repeatedly forbade Darla to wash their ice cream bowls, but Darla insisted on washing everything herself. After all she didn't help much because there were only 4 bowls."No problem. Incidentally, I really like washing dishes,” said Darla as she started to wash the dishes.Anne smiled sitting in the pantry chair, right behind Darla. His gaze was watching Harriet and Noah playing together. Her granddaughter has been embracing Darla's teddy bear."Harriet seems to like your gift."Darla smiled as she glanced at Harriet. Harriet didn't take her hand off the teddy bear for a second. "It's just a cheap doll, but I'm really happy that Harriet likes it," she said, going back to washing the dishes."You were the first to give her a birthday present, Darla."Darla's hand, who was washing the dishes, stopped. She was surprised to hear Anne's words. If that's true then

Dalton returned to Philiph's old house. Philiph's neighbor said that the new owner of the house was moving in today and it turned out to be true. Dalton got out of the car, then he approached a man who was giving instructions to the workers who were unloading the goods from the box truck. Dalton was sure that the man in front of him was the owner of this house."Hello, good afternoon," Dalton said to the landlord."Good afternoon. Who are you? What do you need?" the owner of the house seemed disturbed by Dalton's presence because Dalton came at the wrong time."I'm Dalton, a detective. There are a few things I would like to ask about the owner of this old house.”Dalton handed him a business card. The owner of the house dispelled his annoyance when he found out that Dalton was really a detective.“Do you mean the owner of this old house? What's wrong?"“Philips, the owner of this old house, was allegedly hired by someone to

Sean ran over as soon as Cody called him daddy. Luckily there weren't many people in the lobby, if it's crowded here, Sean will certainly be talked about by many people."Don't call me like that," Sean said in a whisper.Cody's face that was originally looking happy slowly turned into a frown. Sean looked around, but he couldn't find Jessie."Did you come here alone?" asked Sean a little disbelievingly."Yeah, I'm here without mommy."Sean massaged his tense neck. Exactly what is Jessie planning again? How could Jessie have her son come here alone?Although hesitating, Sean finally said, “Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink something?”Cody nodded his head, then his index finger pointed to the coffee shop that was actually in the lobby. "The strawberry juice over there is really good, but yesterday mom was in a hurry to take me home.""Okay, you can drink strawberry juice again."Sean walked first to the co

Sean lay down beside Harriet. He had changed the compress on Harriet's forehead several times, hoping his little daughter's fever would go down quickly. Now Sean was browsing the internet on his cell phone about what he had to do to end Harriet's fever, but Anne had already done all that. Anne was clearly experienced as a mother, but for Sean this was confusing. This is the first time Harriet has been sick after Angel's death. It made Sean feel clueless and useless.Maybe Sean should have calmed down a bit.Sean tried to close his eyes. He was trying hard to sleep. Unfortunately tonight was the same as the previous nights. Again and again he had insomnia. He was trying hard not to take sleeping pills because of what Anne said. Dependence on sleeping pills can harm his body.Unable to sleep, Sean got out of bed to reach Angel's unfinished novel on the table. Sean had read it over ten times, but he never got bored. Honestly, Sean is quite curious about the ending

"I didn't think the guest that came here was you," Steve said as soon as he saw Harvey in his office. They weren't close, let alone Harvey suddenly came here. He closed his conference room door, then he walked over to sit across from Harvey. “The last thing I remember is you hitting me when we met at the cinema. Are you here because you want to beat me up again?”Harvey laughed lazily. "I beat you when you're not working. You're in the office right now and if I do that, your employees will think I'm unethical.”"Then what are you doing here?"“Of course I want legal consultation. Aren't you a lawyer?" asked Harvey in a sarcastic voice. To Harvey, Steve looked more like a goddamn loser. The profession of attorney was not at all appropriate for Steve.“What case would you like to consult?” Steve is now starting to type on the laptop keyboard.“A murder case made up like an accident.”Steve gave h