Jason Hawthorne cast a cold glance at his friend, seemingly annoyed by his chatter.
Asher Thorne shrugged, smiling innocently.
Justin Hawthorne quickly set down the iPad he was playing with when he heard the sound, sprinting out, "Sis, you’re here!"
He completely ignored his father and ran straight toward Laura Quincy behind him.
This scene stunned everyone. Asher Thorne couldn’t believe his eyes, and John, Silas Sutton, and Landon Linden, who also ca out when they heard the noise, were equally wide-eyed.
Wow! So this is Twinkle’s biological mom? What an intellectual and charming beauty! She really pairs well with Jason!
Laura Quincy hugged the Little Mars who lunged at her, completely oblivious to the shocked looks from the group of n behind her, nor did she notice the fleeting confusion in Jason’s eyes.
"Little Mars, happy birthday!"
Justin Hawthorne happily gave Laura Quincy a smack on the cheek, pulling her toward his dad, raising his little head and speaking sweetly, "Dad, thank you for bringing Sis over to celebrate my birthday with !"
It was rare for Jason Hawthorne to see his son so happy, so he patted his head, "It’s Twinkle’s birthday today, everything’s up to the birthday star."
Excitent flickered in Justin Hawthorne’s big black eyes, "Then I want to hold Dad’s hand with one hand, and Sis’s hand with the other."
With that, he reached out with his short chubby hand to hold his dad’s, and Jason didn’t refuse, letting his son hold it. This feeling was strange, as if it stirred the deepest softness in his heart.
Laura Quincy felt extrely awkward, especially with four different types of handso n and a beautiful blonde mixed-race woman standing at the door, all ten eyes focused on them...
Cough!
Under everyone’s intense gaze, Laura Quincy found each step she took quite difficult...
Once inside, Justin Hawthorne began introducing to Laura Quincy one by one: "Sis, this is my godfather, godmother, second uncle, third uncle, and fourth uncle."
Laura Quincy looked over them one by one, seeing a mixed-race couple, a devilishly charming man, a refined man with glasses, and the suave Asher Thorne.
First to extend a hand was Little Mars’s godfather and godmother, both looking at her with eyes filled with curiosity.
"Hello, Miss Quincy, I’m John, and this is my fiancée Mary."
"I’m Twinkle’s second uncle, Silas Sutton."
"I’m Twinkle’s third uncle, Landon Linden."
"Miss Quincy, I don’t need to introduce myself, we’ve t at the company." Asher Thorne said with a smile.
Laura Quincy smiled and greeted them one by one, thinking to herself that these people in front of her were clearly not ordinary, making her feel sowhat out of place.
Because it was just about alti, Mr. Chadwick, the butler, ushered everyone to the dining room. Usually, the seating order was Jason Hawthorne, Justin Hawthorne, John...
But today, Justin Hawthorne insisted that Laura Quincy sit beside him, and everyone tacitly understood, casting her looks that were even more aningful.
Laura Quincy just wanted to find a hole to hide in. She really liked Little Mars, but purely out of the fondness for a child, and besides, she already had a boyfriend!
After dinner, the birthday star blew out the candles, made a wish, and cut the cake. Justin Hawthorne closed his eyes, palms together, with a look of devotion on his porcelain-pink little face. His birthday wish every year was: Mommy, Twinkle misses you so much, please co back.
Asher Thorne couldn’t help teasing him, "Twinkle, what wish did you make this year?"
Justin Hawthorne snorted, "Not telling you! If I say it, it won’t co true!"
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