When I sent Norris to the country house, Frederic and I had discussed this.
We agreed that Emeline should avoid her weekly poker nights while Norris was being weaned.
Firstly, the environment wasn't ideal for a child, and secondly, playing poker could be distracting, and I feared something might go wrong.
Frederic supported my view, and only after reaching an understanding with Emeline did I agree to let her take Norris.
But clearly, she had ignored our agreement and even lied to me.
"I'm bringing some things for Norris, and I'll be there in about twenty minutes."
"Oh! Why are you coming over so suddenly? You should have told me in advance."
Emeline's panicked tone confirmed my worst fears.
I hung up and pressed the accelerator harder.
When I arrived at the country house, I saw her talking on the phone at the entrance.
"Get Norris back here right away. My daughter-in-law is bringing things for him and will be here any minute!"
"Can't you come up with an excuse or something?" said someone on the other end.
I froze in shock and quickly approached her.
"Emeline, where's Norris?"
Emeline was stunned when she saw me, her mouth opening and closing as if searching for words.