The driver, Ross, had also stepped out of the car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark, saying, “If Edwin doesn't finish his homework, his teacher will scold him."

Mark said politely, “Thank you for looking out for Edwin."

Ross looked at Mark's car as he got in.

He sensed that something was different about Mark this time.

When Mark drove out, it was nearly 6 p.m.. He couldn't find the milk powder at any of the stores. Unfortunately, the milk powder they needed was in high demand, and there were recent import issues, causing it to be sold out everywhere.

The rain continued to intensify.

By half past nine in the evening, Mark still hadn't returned.

Edwin had moved a small desk to the door, working on his homework while keeping an eye on the door.

Olivia wanted milk again.

She looked at Cecilia expectantly.

Cecilia called Mark, who told her what happened.

"Just come back then," she said softly, looking at the rain outside.

She decided to feed Olivia some baby food instead.

At that moment, Mark was exiting a baby store. By the time he opened the car door, half of his body was drenched.

Sitting inside his car and drying himself with a towel, he said, "I'll check a few more stores to see if they have this milk powder."

Cecilia, her tone strained, asked, "Do you know what time it is now?

Do you realize how heavy the rain is?"

Mark was seated in the car, holding the phone.

He replied softly, "But Olivia needs milk tonight. I'm her father.

Going to a few more stores to get her milk powder isn't a big deal."