Chapter 20

He wrapped the covers around the little boy and told him not to get down from bed. He then pushed open the door to the next room and took out a pair of pajamas that the little fellow could wear, and dressed him in them.

On the balcony, Cynthia leaned her back against the railing and looked through the glass pane at the man who was putting PJ’s on his son. She had a hard time believing it. The image that others have of this man was that he was unfeeling, dignified, and all-powerful. But at this moment, in front of his son, he was the very picture of a stay-at-home dad.

The fact that her son had such a dad didn’t make it the end of the world.

She shook her head. What was she thinking? Had she become soft-hearted just because he treated her son nicely?

She pushed open the balcony door and entered. Gabriel turned his gaze to her. “It’s your turn for a bath.”

Cynthia’s eyes widened. “I… I didn’t bring any clothes. I won’t be taking a bath.”

“Mommy, that would