Chapter 693



When Clayton saw Kallie standing outside, shivering in the wind, he didn’t care about politeness anymore. He just had to get to her. Kallie straightened up, coughing a little. “Mr. Morgan,” she said coolly.

Clayton felt a pang at her aloofness.

“Come on, I’ll drive you home,” Clayton said, forcing a smile. Kallie brushed off his hand and shook her head firmly. “No, thank you,” she said.

Clayton’s voice grew firm. “Kallie, it’s chilly out here. You’ll catch a cold. And even if you don’t mind the cold, the children might get sick.”

Kallie glanced at her children, unsure of what to say. She finally agreed to let Clayton drive them home.

Jake, watching from a distance, saw everything. His eyes darkened. He was too far away to hear what Kallie and Clayton were talking about, but he felt a strange pang of annoyance. His mind began to wander. Maybe Clayton and Kallie were more than just friends.

Jake was slightly perplexed. Clayton had mentioned before his memory loss that he had disliked Kallie. Then why did he care so much about her?

Jake watched until Clayton helped Kallie and the children into the car and drove away. Only then did he look away. He pulled himself together. He needed to get home early tonight. Elma was coming back tomorrow, and he hadn’t seen her in a while. He missed her terribly.

Meanwhile, Kallie and her children got out of the car upon arriving at their destination. Kallie thanked Clayton but didn’t invite him in.

As Kallie walked toward the villa without a backward glance, Clayton couldn’t contain himself any longer and called out, “Kallie!”

Kallie turned around, a polite smile on her face, though it didn’t quite reach her icy eyes. “What is it?” she asked.

Clayton’s hands tightened around the steering wheel. “Nothing. I just wanted to thank you. I know what’s been happening with Elma, and if you hadn’t told your kids to look out for her, God knows how much worse it would have been for her.”

Kallie frowned. “Instead of thanking me, why don’t you try fixing things between her and her mother?” she suggested.

Kallie had done some digging and discovered it was Cara who had insisted on Elma attending the boarding school. A three-year-old kid couldn’t possibly live on their own. Making Elma live alone at school was undoubtedly more about making things difficult for her than about challenging her growth.

Every time Kallie went to pick up her kids, she’d make sure to check on Elma. She noticed Elma wasn’t as cheerful as she used to be. Maybe Elma hated being stuck there, but what choice did she have?

Clayton was rendered speechless by Kallie’s words and just mumbled in response.

Kallie didn’t press further and took the kids home.

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