I Love You At The Right Time

It’s a pity that such a good person happens to…

Carrying the moon cake box, Auntie Zhang turns back to the kitchen.

As soon as Claudia enters the living room, she hears Pamela saying to Martha like a child： “I’m going to wear that pink dress. Let’s dress in pink together, mom.”

“How can I dress in pink, Pamela, don’t mess around.” Martha says so, but with a smile in her eyes.

“Pamela.”

Hearing a cynical voice call out her name, Pamela freezs and has an ominous presentiment.

Martha frowns and realizes something. She takes her daughter’s hand and asks, “Pamela, what’s the matter? Are you in trouble?”

“Oh!” Claudia comes up with her arms folded and sits down on the sofa. “In trouble? If to max out my credit card of one million count as a trouble, then miss Pamela is indeed in trouble this time.”

“Pamela?” Martha looks at her daughter in astonishment. “Did you really…?”

Pamela hates Claudia so much for causing her trouble on such a happy day.

Straightening up her neck, the little girl writes herself off as hopeless and acts recklessly： “I did max your card out! So what? The money I spent was from our family!”

“Gee!” Claudia laughs at her shamelessness. “Pamela, I didn’t expect you to be this thickskinned.”

Martha is very unhappy seeing her daughter derided in front of her. “Pamela, never don’t do this again.”

“Yes, mom.”

“That’s all?” Claudia raises a brow. “Do you think I look like a philanthropist?”

“You! Claudia! Stop babbling!”

“I’m not over! You are the one who maxed out my card. And you dare to shout at me?”

“You!”

“Enough!” Martha interrupts their quarrel, glances at Claudia and pats Pamela on the arm. “Pamela, you go upstairs and change your clothes. We are going to be late.”

Pamela’s eyes lights up, she holds her small chin high and says to Claudia, “I’m too busy to talk to you. We are going out to have dinner with our father. Mid－Autumn Festival is a day for reunion of the family.”

She lays stress on the word “family” deliberately. Claudia knows that she’s not a part of this “family”.

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She feels like being poured a bucket of ice water on her heart. She tries her best to endure it. The smile on her face does not even change.

Pamela looks at her face carefully, but does not see the breakdown of a false face as she imagines, so she gets angry and helpless.

Stomping her feet, the little girl goes upstairs.

Martha and Claudia are left in the living room.

Claudia leans lazily to the back of the sofa and asks leisurely, “Which restaurant have you booked?”

Martha smiles in a good mood. “It has nothing to do with you.”

Of course, it has nothing to do with her. There are a family of three, and she is always the redundant one.

Why is she still on? the? off? chance? unrealistically?

She hopes that there will be a place for her in the world.

Not surprisingly, she is punched on the face by reality.

“Mrs. Mu, you have thought too much. I want to help you upgrade the private dining room, since I am a VVIP in all the high－end restaurants in the 49 City.”

“Don’t bother, we don’t mind where and what to eat when the family is together.” Martha is really older and wiser, with an attack 100 times more powerful than Pamela.

A crack finally appears on Claudia’s disguising mask.

She flees in panic before the whole mask tears apart.

But she doesn’t expect to meet Albert who comes back at the door.

“Claudie.” Albert is very happy to see her from the bottom of his heart.

When he is happy, some people will be unhappy, and if they are unhappy, they will not let him remain happy.

Let’s not spoil his mood for the holidays.

“Dad.”

“Where are you going? Why do you go out after coming back?” Albert grabs Claudia and says, “Let’s go out for dinner today.”

“No, Dad, I have an appointment.” Claudia lies without flushing or gasping.

Albert is stunned, with a loss in his eyes, “It’s the Mid－Autumn Festival today. Who are you meeting? Can’t it be pushed off?”

“I have an appointment with Wen.”

Only he. Albert will only let her go when it was related to him.

Sure enough, Albert’s face changes and he lets go of her hand.

“Oh, I see.”