Chapter 331 A Face Like Thunder
He looked at Ada. His face looked a bit stern, no longer as sullen as before. “Come out here. Do you
think you can get away with it by hiding under Kisa’s arms?”
Ada clung to Kisa and shook her head vigorously. “I afraid of Daddy.”
Gilbert took a deep breath. It was apparent that he was trying hard to suppress his anger.
Kisa shook her head helplessly. She squatted down and held Ada’s shoulders. “Don’t be afraid. Talk to
your daddy properly. You are wrong for straying too far away from the school this time. As long as you
admit your mistake, Daddy will forgive you.”
Ada poked her two fingers at each other and cautiously looked at Gilbert, who still had a face like
thunder, of which even adults would be afraid, not to mention
children.
“Don’t look at Ada with such an expression. You will scare her,” Kisa said.
“I don’t need you to tell me how to teach my child. When have you ever cared about them? Stop
pretending already.
Kisa choked in anger, feeling guilty when Ada was
missing but dared not to rebuke, no matter how harshly he berated her earlier. But now that Ada has
come back, he still verbally abused her. She knew that when this man disliked her, he would see her in
a bad light. Trying her best to suppress the indignation inside, she whispered to Ada, “Good girl, go
home with your daddy. I have got to go now.”
“Ma’am…”
“You are leaving just like this? Ada almost got lost, waiting for you to show up. You have just found her
and already want to leave? Don’t you have any conscience?”
Kisa frowned and replied angrily, “What the hell do you mean? Whatever I do is wrong in your eyes. I
just didn’t come to pick them up from school in time. Why are you harping on the same thing again and
again?” Kisa was exasperated, feeling that all that Gilbert cared about was his children, and her failure
to pick up his children from school in time was unforgivable, which was ridiculous to
her.
Rage was consuming him. Gilbert did not know why he was so furious. He only felt a strong resentment
overwhelm him, and he had no way to vent it. He went to the side of the road and lit a cigarette, then
put one hand on his waist and puffed away silently.
Kisa could only see his back. He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The tense
muscles of his lower arms are the only obvious indication of his
anger.
Ada took Kisa’s hand and looked at her with pitiful eyes. Ma’am, please don’t go. I–I’m afraid of Daddy.”
Kisa stroked her head and agreed with Ada; Gilbert was scary indeed. She squatted down again and
said gently to Ada, “Don’t be afraid and listen to me. Apologize to your daddy now and then use your
puppy dog eyes in front of him, and he won’t be angry with you and me anymore.”
“Really? If I apologize to him, he won’t be mean to you?”
“Yeah, it is true. Go on.” She knew Ada was Gilbert’s soft spot, no matter how angry he was.
Ada walked toward Gilbert and looked back repeatedly. As she came behind Gilbert, she again looked
back at Kisa, who smiled at her and gestured for her not to be afraid. Ada pouted and plucked up her
courage to stick out a little finger and poke at Gilbert’s back.
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