Chapter 6

　　However, after all, James is James, the man who controls the life and death of the Lewis Group. After washing, he put on a neat suit to be the ruthless President Lewis in front of others. 　　Out of the bedroom, he looked around for a week in the nearly 200-square-meter high-end apartment where they lived. It was silent and extremely cold. 　　If it is normal, this point should be filled with the fragrance of his favorite coffee. In the kitchen not far away, there will be a figure of a woman busy preparing breakfast. 　　He likes to drink coffee, so she bought a coffee machine and made him a cup every morning. She was so frustrated by her taste that he couldn't drink the coffee made by the company secretary. Later, she had no choice but to arrange for the secretary to come home and let her train for the whole morning. 　　However, the same thing was done by another person. Even though the ingredients used and all the steps of making coffee were the same, the coffee brewed by the secretary still had a different taste from the coffee she brewed. 　　In this world, everything is unique and so are people. 　　Suddenly there was such an emotion. He shook his head and discarded these inexplicable emotions. Before he had time to think about what he should do next, the door of the next bedroom opened and the little girl hugged him. Standing at the door of the bedroom with a pink doll, asked him timidly, 　　"Dad, is mom back?" 　　The woman was mentioned early in the morning, so the irritation between his brows appeared. 　　"No." 　　He didn’t want his daughter to continue to ask about this question, so he changed the topic directly. 　　"What do you want for breakfast?" 　　The little girl spoke, 　　"I want to eat mom's sandwich..." 　　James had a dark face, "..." 　　That woman again! 　　He is now completely irritated again. 　　He didn't want to hear about that woman, but the little girl mentioned her again. 　　"Sandwiches?" 　　He ignored the little girl’s request that his mother did it, and just said, 　　"Daddy will do it for you." 　　However, for a man who has almost never entered the kitchen in thirty years, even a simple sandwich is somewhat difficult. 　　But the first thing he did when he entered the kitchen was of course to make coffee for himself. After studying the coffee machine for a long time, he started to do it. Taking advantage of the work of making coffee, he planned to fry eggs first. 　　However, the final omelet effect was burnt, and he directly threw it aside. 　　Raising his hand and crawling down his hair, the coffee on the side was ready. He poured it out and was going to drink a cup of delicious coffee to change his mood, but his brows instantly wrinkled after the first taste. 　　Terrible! 　　It's not bad! 　　It was too bad that he almost fell the cup. 　　The two successive frustrations of fried eggs and coffee made him no longer have the mood to cook. 　　But the little girl opened the door of the kitchen again and asked, 　　"Dad, are the sandwiches ready?" 　　James turned his head and saw the colorful clothes that the little girl had made up by herself, and he felt like he wanted to faint. 　　He took the little girl back to the bedroom just now, intending to change her clothes, but she refused to let him pick the clothes. She had to pick her own clothes. He was about to blow up by her troublesome head, so he simply came to the kitchen. 　　So, her current outfit is the result of her own choice? 　　Raising his hand and squeezing,he feels like his forehead is about to explode. He tried his best to stabilize his emotions, just like that, leaning on the kitchen table with his arms folded, squinting and questioning the little girl. 　　"Is this your taste of clothes?" 　　The little girl looked meaningless and a little bit arrogant. She turned her back with her little face and arrogantly returned to him. 　　"So what?" 　　James, "..." 　　If she was the daughter of a certain woman, this arrogant appearance really resembled her once. 　　"No way, if you think you look good in this way, then you dress like this to go to school today." 　　James didn't intend to provoke her. He also wanted her to know that she should bear all the consequences of the decision she made. 　　Today, when she went to school like this, it was her own business to be laughed at or praised by other children. 　　Just like that woman who arrogantly mentioned divorce, then all the consequences should be borne by her herself. 　　"Let's go out to eat." 　　He glanced at the messy kitchen, stepped forward and picked up the little girl to suggest. 　　However, when he was leaving the house, the little girl ran back to the bedroom and changed into a set of normal clothes, a white gauze skirt, and a short coat. She was fresh and cute. 　　James looked at the little girl's new dress and only felt that a woman's heart was really like a needle in the sea. 　　Since he was a child, he has been able to toss people so well, so she must be more hateful than her mother when she grows up. 　　That the night before the birthday banquet,when they were intimate, they said that they would give their daughter a younger brother or younger sister as a company. 　　When the arrow was on the string, he went to the bedside table to touch the set, but remembered that he ran out of it last time and never bought a new one. 　　She clasped her waist and thought not to use it. A few days ago, her mother told her about having a second child...