Chapter 345 But How Could He Give Up Custody?
Night fell swiftly, and the basic work of the show was nearly complete.
Violet gathered her things, preparing to head home. Max had initially offered to drive her, but Violet declined, mentioning that her boyfriend was coming to pick her up. Max, feeling a bit awkward, smiled and left, somewhat hurt.
Violet hadn't lied; Brady was indeed coming to pick her up.
This time, Brady drove himself, arriving in a brand-new Ferrari. When Violet emerged from the show, she didn't recognize the car at first. It wasn't until Brady honked at her that she realized it was him.
Once she got into the car, Brady glanced at her and, without a word, pulled her close and planted a forceful kiss on her.
The kiss made her heart race.
Violet's face turned red. Lately, Brady had been acting quite unusual. Although he had kissed her forcefully before, he would always give some warning. Now, he acted entirely on impulse.
And it was always unexpected.
Violet started to feel increasingly uneasy and unsettled by Brady's sudden romantic gestures.
She couldn't shake the feeling that something was up with Brady, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was. Perhaps she was just being overly sensitive?
During the drive, Brady didn't touch her since he was focused on driving. It wasn't until they reached the restaurant that he made any further moves.
Violet sat beside Brady, flipping through the menu. The man lounged lazily in his chair, toying with the rim of his wine glass. After Violet had ordered two dishes, she turned to ask Brady for his opinion.
As soon as she turned her face, Brady suddenly reached out and gently wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close and whispering, "I need to ask you something."
"What is it?" Violet, feeling a bit uncomfortable with his embrace, blushed slightly.
After all, this was a restaurant, and even though their table offered some privacy, it remained a public setting.
Violet always felt embarrassed about public displays of affection.
"It's about a friend of mine," Brady said slowly, his breath warm against her ear. "His girlfriend secretly had his child without his knowledge. When my friend found out, what do you think he did?"
Violet's face changed slightly, and her fingers were trembling as she held the menu. "Is this a true story?"
Why did Violet feel like Brady was testing her again?
Brady replied, "Yes, it's true."
"He should respect his girlfriend's wishes, right?" Violet said.
"How should he respect them? By giving up custody?" Brady continued, his tone natural, even a bit light-hearted.
Violet felt a chill run down her spine. "Yes."
"Is that so?" Brady chuckled, then ruffled Violet's hair. "I see."
"Did he do that? Did he give up?" Violet asked nervously.
Brady answered, "Yes, he gave up."
"Oh." Violet breathed a sigh of relief, but she remained cautious. She couldn't shake the feeling that Brady was hinting at something.
Of course, Violet wasn't foolish enough to press the matter further. The topic wasn't particularly pleasant, and she didn't want to discuss children with him, fearing it might arouse his suspicions.
So she tried to stay calm and began to appease Brady. "What would you like to eat? I'll order for you."
"I..." Brady's eyes lowered, his gaze deep and unreadable. His handsome face bore a slight smile as he said softly, "You know what I want to eat."
Violet was puzzled. "How would I know?"
"Have you forgotten?" Brady teased, touching Violet's earlobe. "A man's favorite..."
It was such an overt hint that even Violet couldn't overlook it. However, she chose not to voice it aloud. Instead, she blushed and simply replied, "I'll just continue with the orders."
Brady didn't say anything more, simply gazing intently at her delicate profile.
He seemed lost in thought. 'It appeared that Violet, this little woman, wanted Brady to give up custody, but how could he?'
They were his children.
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