Lilia's Indifference

When Lilia saw her phone's screen dimming, her face was soft as her head bowed.

At this time, the car stopped because of the red traffic light. Jean looked to the side and noticed his wife lowering her head. With one hand on the steering wheel, the other stroked the top of his wife's head gently. "If you don't want to then don't pick it up."

Jean's warm hand offered comfort and care, his soft voice was filled with affection.

Lilia raised her eyes to look at him, and subconsciously rubbed her thumb on the screen. She didn't want Jean to worry, so she smiled. "I just feel weird. After not saying anything for a long time, why did he suddenly call me?"

The man she once called as her father gave her room to Leila at h. He didn't care about Lilia and threatened her to let her sleep in the living room.

This different treatment had long erased the relationship between father and daughter that had existed for years.