"Explain?" She blinked. "Explain what?"

"Explain the picture. You changed the data. So what you sent to Howard is incorrect, right?" When he spoke again, Wyatt's voice was very hoarse.

"Why did you do that? Why didn't you explain?"

It was not until the end that he found that some pictures had been changed. The transaction time was different from what they had decided. These slight changes would not affect him because the attached had already been sent out a long time ago.

However, if she sent the data to Howard, he would suffer much more loss than he did last time.

So what she said before was correct. She did not let him down.

On the contrary, his aggressive attitude towards her before was unacceptable.

No wonder she said that she would sign the agreement.

When he thought of this, his heart tightened. He grabbed her wrist with all his force. But the moment he touched her, he heard her hiss.

So he immediately retracted his hand. "Zoey."

A mocking expression appeared on Zoey's face. "What? Are you going to teach me a lesson again? Mr. Windsor?"

She lowered her hand, but the soft and smooth clothes could not hide the swelling on her wrist.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. Endless regret welled up. That was what he had made in his excitement just now.

"Sorry, I lost my temper just now." He apologized.

"No need." She smiled, pulled down her sleeves to cover her wounds, and said coldly, "May I ask if you finish speaking? Can I leave now?"

"Mom!"

Before Wyatt could finish speaking, Evan suddenly rushed in with his quilt and pillow. He smiled happily. "Mommy, I'm here!"

He turned around and saw his father. He asked excitedly, "Does Daddy want to sleep with us too?"

Wyatt could not help but look at her.

However, Zoey lowered her head and touched her son's hair. "No, why don't you sleep with Dad tonight?"

"Ah? Can't we sleep together?" Evan asked in disappointment.

"Yes, do you want to sleep with Dad?" Zoey asked him seriously.

Evan thought about it awkwardly and finally decided to shake his head. "No, I'll sleep with mom."

Zoey smiled and kissed his cute face. "Be good. Mom loves you the most."

"Oh, do you not want to sleep with Dad?" Evan asked, unwilling to give up.

"No, children can't be so greedy. Be careful. Or you can't grow up." Zoey said casually and joked with her son.

She then looked up at Wyatt, her meaning obvious.

Why was he still not leaving? Did he need her to send him off?

Wyatt looked at the interaction between the mother and son in front of him. He suddenly felt that bringing his son back tonight might be a mistake.

Zoey looked at his back as he turned to leave and snorted in her heart.

Sure enough, he didn't have much patience. He said he was wrong but left after just a few words. He was not very sincere.

She was the one who chased him away, but when he left, she felt uncomfortable again.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

Vanny sensed something and whispered in her ear, "If you're sick, you should see a doctor. Only then will you recover quickly."

She smiled and raised her spirits. "I'm fine. I'm not sick. Go to bed early. Be good."

"But …"

Vanny saw the swelling on his mother's wrist. But he did not know why his little heart instinctively felt that he could not ask. Otherwise, his mother would be unhappy.