Alexander replied soothingly, "Don't worry, there are priorities. We can go to Disneyland anytime, but once the snow melts, we won't be able to see it like this."
Hearing this, I scoffed coldly. Ignoring them, I dragged my suitcase out.
Alexander seemed to sense something was off. He rushed forward and grabbed my hand, his voice laced with frustration. "It's the middle of the night, and you insist on leaving?"
He saw my swollen eyes and paused. "Is missing a trip to Disneyland really worth crying over like this?"
My eyes must have been crying themselves raw, for I saw a hint of pity in his gaze. "Let me clear my schedule next month, and I'll take Lucas then, okay?"
Next month? What next month did Lucas have? If only he cared a bit more about our son, he wouldn't say such foolish things.
I pulled my hand away. "No need!"
Alexander stared at his empty palm, momentarily stunned. He never expected the person who used to cling to him would now avoid him like the plague.