Chapter 58. Why Is My Life So Messed up?

      “It is not good for your teeth and for your sleep. You can take that as your lunch tomorrow, but not late at night.’

 “No way.’

“Yes, way.’ I said.

   “Who says my daughter can’t have ice cream?’ 

  “Mom said so,’ Nolana confirmed happily and ran towards her dad with a hug.

   My heart skipped at the sight of Garold.

  Garold hugged and swung her around, kissing her forehead.

  “Don’t worry, I’m back. My baby girl can have ice cream now.’

  “Hyaah.’ Nolana jumped happily as Garold ordered the maids to get some ice cream for Nolana.

   “Thanks Dad.’ she beamed.

   “You are welcome, sweetie, so go to the dining table and wait for me. I’m coming to eat with you, okay?’

   “Yes, Dad.’ she nodded and ran off to the dining table.

   Garold dropped his bag and faced me.

   “So, you can’t greet your hu