hapter 44 " No need , I'm fine . " Anathea shook her head , declining the offer 20 BUNUS as possible to secure more funds . Thus , when she got home , She needed to finish the custom floral arrangement project as soon as she worked late into the night , revising the design once again . Just as she was engrossed in her work , Xander , rubbing his sleepy eyes and dragging a large rabbit plushie behind him , walked over . " Mom , Where's Dad ? " Hearing this , Anathea recalled the scene she'd witnessed earlier , with Natalie leaning against Gregory's shoulder . Without even looking up , she replied , " No idea . " He was probably still at the hospital , keeping Natalie company . Xander wasn't entirely convinced by her answer . So , he took matters into his own hands and need his smartwatch to video call Gregory . The moment the call connected , he excitedly shouted , " Dad , where are you ? " Before Gregory could respond , Xander spotted Natalie sitting beside him . " Oh , you're with Ms. Whitman ! What are you two doing ? " At the same time , Anathea's phone lit up with a breaking news notification . " Sinclair Group's CEO Sets Off Romantic Fireworks for His Girlfriend on Valentine's Night . " Chapter 45 " Wow ! The fireworks are so beautiful ! " Xander exclaimed in awe The sound of fireworks exploding in the night sky came through from the smartwatch . It was lively and festive . Just then , Anathea's phone buzzed with a new message . It was a photo from Natalie . Under the dazzling fireworks , Natalie sat in a wheelchair , turning her head slightly to look at Gregory , a blissful smile on her face . Gregory's coat was draped over her shoulders , a silent yet undeniable display of his gentleness and care . His care was reserved for her and her alone . That was exactly why Natalie had sent this picture . It was a declaration of ownership . In fact , ever since Natalie had returned from overseas a month ago , she'd been occasionally sending Anathea photos of her and Gregory together . But Anathea had never responded , and this time was no different . Without a change in her expression , she turned off her phone screen . To be honest , the first time she'd seen such photos , there had been a sharp pain in her chest so intense that it nearly took her breath away . But now , all that remained was an endless calm . However , Xander was displeased . " Dad and Ms. Whitman are so mean . They didn't take me to see the fireworks . J want to go too ! I want to go too ! " Anathea felt a headache coming gon from his complaints . She reminded him gently , " Xander , it's already ten o'clock . Time for bed . "That's right , Mr. Xander . It's time for bed , okay ? " Je Jenny stepped in , trying to guide him back to his room . " No , I don't want to ! " X. Xander refused outright , pouting as he walked over to Anathea . " I just want to set off fireworks with and Ms. Whitman . Mom , can you take me there ?" In the past , whenever Xander made a request , Anathea would always do her best to fulfill it . Hence , he was certain that as long as he begged a little , she would give in . But this time , Anathea didn't respond . She simply held her p pen and continued sketching , as if she hadn't heard him at all . " Mom ! " Xander , who'd always been spoiled , couldn't tolerate being ignored . He suddenly yanked Anathea's hand forcefully . Anathea was caught off guard . Her pen dragged a long , abrupt stroke across the carefully drafted sketch , ruining it in an instant . She froze , staring at the damage in stunned silence . Xander was completely maware of his mistake . Instead , he raised his voice even more . " Mom , why are you ignoring me ? " Anathea took a deep breath , her gaze turning cold as she watched ander throwing a tantrum . She frowned and spoke in a firm , unwavering tone . " Xander , go to bed . " There was no room for negotiation . " Hmph ! You're a bad mother ! " Xander was shocked when Anathea spoke to him so sternly : Frustrated , he grabbed her pen and threw it on the floor . Jenny was startled and quickly stepped forward to stop him . " Mr. Xander , you have school tomorrow . You need to sleep early so you have the energy to learn . Mrs. Sinclair is just looking out for you- " . " I don't need her concern ! " Xander shouted , pointing at Anathea , " You're so mean ! No wonder Dad likes taking Ms. Whitman out and never brings you along . I don't want you either . Go away ! You're not allowed to stay ere . This is Sinclair Villa , not your home . " " Mr. Xander ! You can't say things like that . " Jenny luimediately stopped him . Xander stoinped his foot in frustration and then ran off angrily .