In the meantime, Pierre stayed at home together with the three children. By now, he had scrolled his phone for hours, repeatedly stood up to make visits to the washroom and to wash his hands. He couldn't stop himself from glancing at the time again and again as well.
Without Joaquin joining them, Juniper and Jameson were having fun together. Since there were fruits and snacks on the table, they could help themselves whenever they wanted. Occasionally casting glances at Juniper and Jameson, Joaquin was reading a book while sitting on the couch. After seeing Pierre heading to the toilet for what was like the thousandth time, Joaquin had his eyes locked on him.
When Pierre felt his intense stare, he gazed at his son. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"This is your eighth trip to the washroom."
"So what?" Obviously, Pierre didn't notice how many times he went to the washroom, but he simply couldn't stop himself.
