  &quot;Really?&quot; Braylee gladly took back her thermal food jar.
      I was worried that he would dislike my cooking.
      Who knows Cara would be so sporting by not only drinking the soup but even finishing it up. Looks like I could continue making soup for him.
      Braylee smiled.
      For the next few days, she ended up bringing him different types of soup.
      It was the weekend. When Cara was changing by the closet, he realized that his shirt had become tighter than before.
      He then stood on the weighing scale. After he saw his current weight, he suddenly went quiet.
      After a seemingly long time, he rubbed his temples, took off his shirt, and changed into casual clothes, before heading out.
      Dawn Kindergarten was the new kindergarten Connor and Sharon were now attending.
      Cara arrived before the trio. He leaned against the car door and waited for a cou

  His nonchalant tone made Braylee feel somewhat disappointed as she nodded. &quot;Okay. Understood.&quot;
      At that time, Cara's cell phone rang.
      Taking out his phone and checking it, he excused himself and rose from his seat to answer the call in a quiet corner.
      He returned to the table looking grave after the call ended.
      When Braylee saw his expression, she couldn't help becoming concerned. &quot;Mr. Cara, is there anything wrong? You can go if you have something urgent to attend to.&quot;
      &quot;Never mind. I will visit her tomorrow,&quot; Cara lowered his gaze and said softly.
      &quot;Her?&quot; Braylee's curiosity was aroused. &quot;Who?&quot;
      &quot;A friend. She's going for surgery tomorrow.&quot; Cara pulled out the chair and sat down.
      Braylee immediately knew who it was. She must be Jacqueline.
      He looked so nervous and concerned a

  Braylee did not disappoint Cara. She bowed apologetically to Sean. &quot;Thank you, Mr. Sean. It won't be necessary, though.&quot;
      Seeing how simply she declined his offer, a flash of fury crossed Sean's eyes but disappeared at once. &quot;Why not? There's not much difference between Cara and me, right?&quot;
      &quot;Yes, there is.&quot; Braylee turned around and looked at Cara. &quot;My son resembles Mr. Cara more. I won't have to worry about others doubting that he's the father.&quot;
      This is true!
      Cara's thin lips curled up subconsciously. His mood improved somehow because of her words.
      Sean could not stand Cara having the upper hand. He lowered his gaze to hide the fierceness in his eyes and jeered, &quot;What's so great about looking alike? There must be games during the family event. Since Cara is still physically inconvenient, he can't take part in th

&quot;Really?&quot; Braylee gladly took back her thermal food jar.
      I was worried that he would dislike my cooking.
      Who knows Cara would be so sporting by not only drinking the soup but even finishing it up. Looks like I could continue making soup for him.
      Braylee smiled.
      For the next few days, she ended up bringing him different types of soup.
      It was the weekend. When Cara was changing by the closet, he realized that his shirt had become tighter than before.
      He then stood on the weighing scale. After he saw his current weight, he suddenly went quiet.
      After a seemingly long time, he rubbed his temples, took off his shirt, and changed into casual clothes, before heading out.
      Dawn Kindergarten was the new kindergarten Connor and Sharon were now attending.
      Cara arrived before the trio. He leaned against the car door and waited for a couple of minutes before finally spotting the three of them.
      &quot;Mr. Cara.&quot; The ch

Chapter 96 The Family Event