Across one of the well-known restaurant, Rowan could be seen inside the extravagant interior with his beatific twins as they sat inside the restaurant with each cups of ice cream. It was night already.

His children had managed to drag him out of the mansion with the pleadings that they wanted ice creams and fun. He wasn't a man who could be classified as fun but for his children sake, he could be anything they want him to be. Just for their sole happiness, that's how much they owned his heart.

"Daddy, let's go home, I'm exhausted already," Christopher said, licking up the last final remnant of his ice cream...