"I made your favorite fish." My sister-in-law said as she took off Bruce's suit jacket.
As soon as Bruce sat down, my nephew approached and smelled the scent on Bruce, saying, "Dad smells so good. The scent is so nice."
My sister-in-law was startled for a moment, then recovered and smiled awkwardly, "Dad went out for business. Maybe he accidentally got some on him."
"Hmm," Bruce responded coldly, defaulting to Shirley's explanation.
At the dining table, my nephew and I chatted about interesting things at school.
My sister-in-law was absent-minded, occasionally glancing at Bruce, as if trying to find some clues from him.
Bruce ate his meal in silence.
After finishing the delicious dishes on the table, Bruce threw down his chopsticks.
"I have a social engagement tonight, so I won't come back today."
"I'll pick you up after your social engagement!"
Seeing Shirley's pale and dull face, Bruce sounded a bit impatient, "No need. It will be too late for you to come back and forth. It's not good for both of us."