Celeste dozed off for a few minutes in the car. She couldn’t rest well. As she opened her eyes and noticed Beck pulling his hand back, she didn’t dwell on it and simply asked, “Are we there yet?”


    “Almost.”


    Two minutester, their car pulled up in front of the hospital. Beck got out of the car with Shanice in his arms. Do you need someone to send you back?” he asked Celeste.


    She shook her head. “It’s fine. I can drive back.”


    Beck didn’t insist.


    When Celeste almost reached home, her phone rang. It <b>was </b>a text from Trevor. He texted, “Grandma will be visiting your Grannyter, and <b>she </b>asked us three to go to the Rodriguez residence together.”


    She had to respond to the text.


    Hence, she gave Trevor a call.


    He picked up right away. “Hello?”


    “Pll go and pick Jordyn up now,” Celeste said.


    She didn’t think Trevor would want to go back to the Rodriguez residence with her, and that was why she said that.


    After all, he had beening up with different kinds of excuses whenever she asked him to head back with her.


    Besides, her family members probably weren’t keen on seeing him either.


    Trevor paused for two seconds and went on, “Okay.”


    <b>With </b>that, Celeste hung up the call and drove to his vi.


    When she arrived at the vi, Jordyn was already waiting for her, carrying a small backpack.


    As soon as Jordyn spotted Celeste, she snuggled close to Trevor, staying still and avoiding eye contact.


    Thus<b>, </b>Celeste thought Jordyn was still upset at her for not bringing her to skist week.


    Trevor looked <b>up</b>, staring at Celeste. “Didn’t you sleep wellst night?”


    Celeste didn’t expect him to ask her that at all.


    It was probably because she hadn’t put on any makeup, and her hair was a bit messy, making her exhaustion a little to obvious.


    Nonchntly, she hummed a reply. She didn’t n to exin it in detail. Just then, Peter asked, “Are you having trouble sleeping? We have some great incense here. I’ll leave it in your roomter.”


    Celeste then exined, “It’s fine, Peter. I don’t have trouble sleeping. I went campingst night, and I wasn’t used to sleeping in a tent.”


    Peter furrowed his brows. “Camping in this cold winter? I hope you don’t catch a cold, though.”


    Celeste replied with a smile, “It’s fun, actually. You can have snowball fights, build snowmen, and y hide–and- seek around the bonfire.”


    Everyone else at the campsitest night did have a wonderful time.


    And she was quite envious of them.


    Upon hearing that, Trevor put away the newspaper. His gaze lingered on her, filled with thought..


    Jordyn, on the other hand, became even more upset.


    Thest time she got mad, Celeste didn’t even bother to cheer her up.


    How could Celeste not take her camping when it was such a fun thing to do?


    Jordyn dragged her backpack and jumped off the couch. With a snort, she bolted up the stairs<b>. </b>


    Seeing that, Celeste frowned. Before she


    could speak, Trevor said in a t tone. “Come back here, Jo.”


    Trevor’s tone showed no signs of <b>anger</b>.


    Still, Jordyn instantly froze in <b>ce</b>.


    She pursed her lips, turned around, and stood frozen.


    <b>Trevor </b>nced at her.


    Secondster, Jordyn lowered her head and trudged back, dragging her small backpack.


    Yet she didn’t walk to Celeste.


    Instead, she went to Trevor and tugged at his hand. “Can youe along too, Dad?” she asked sweetly.