Chapter 1142

Bethany noticed that since Asher sat down, he had been tapping the table with the back of his hand. Was this a new repetitive behavior? When she saw his hand turning red, she quickly reached out and held his hand. "Ash, what do you want to eat? Let me order for you, okay?" Asher barely reacted. He gave a couple of weak tugs as if he still wanted to keep tapping, but when Bethany didn't let go, he eventually gave up. "Ash?" Her voice trembled as she fought back tears. "Look at me, I'm Mommy. If I upset you today, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at your dad, okay?" She couldn't shake the feeling that he was hurting himself because he was upset with Trystan. "Mommy!" Elysia, who had been so happy just moments ago, pouted. "It's not your fault; it's Daddy's. Daddy's so bad!" "Ely, don't talk about your dad like that." Bethany shook her head. "Come here and cheer Ash up." "Okay!" Elysia quickly ran over and started making funny faces at Asher. Bethany held onto Asher's hand, afraid