The amusent park in the town is simple, not as bustling as Ravenswood, with so many attractions.
If it were usual tis, Nicole would definitely be picky.
But this ti she wasn’t. She let Howard Yeats pick her up and slide down the slide.
Howard Yeats doesn’t know how to take care of kids. Many of his movents are actually quite awkward, but he is as cautious and patient as possible when playing with Nicole.
Ivy Linden was sowhat surprised that this single man, Howard Yeats, could be so attentive and talented with children.
Soday, he would make a good father.
I don’t know why, but Ivy Linden thought of Samuel Lockwood again. That man was indeed doting on their mother-daughter duo at ho, but seldom would he accompany her and Nicole to the amusent park. Even if he did, it was mostly her taking charge. Samuel Lockwood was not quite willing to play children’s gas outside; he thought it was childish.
Ivy Linden smiled bitterly. People really can’t be compared to each other. Just a slight comparison, and Samuel Lockwood falls short of Howard Yeats.
They played for a full hour.
Nicole’s bad mood vanished, and her face once again showed an innocent and sweet smile. She actively held Howard Yeats’ hand: "Uncle Howard, let’s play that one."
Howard Yeats put an arm around Nicole, letting her sit on his lap, and shook his head: "No more, Nicole is already out of breath, your mommy will feel distressed."
Nicole instinctively looked towards Ivy Linden.
Ivy Linden also shook her head at her. The child had played herself silly, her little face flushed, hair sweaty, and presumably her back was soaked: "Nicole, we have to go ho to cook now."
Nicole was reluctant to leave, but her little tummy was already growling. She looked at Howard Yeats and whispered, "Uncle Howard, will you take to the amusent park next ti?"
Howard Yeats’ eyes lit with surprise, raised a finger, and gently scraped her little nose: "As long as Nicole wants to play, Uncle Howard will take you whenever."
Nicole clapped happily, "Wow~ Uncle Howard, you’re amazing! Nicole likes you. Muah~"
Nicole wrapped her arms around Howard Yeats’ neck and kissed his cheek.
Howard Yeats was taken aback, suddenly feeling the sensation of a first-ti father.
Ivy Linden was stunned, never expecting Nicole to be won over by Howard Yeats so quickly. Feeling Howard Yeats’ gaze, her face turned red, and she reached out to pull Nicole.
"Nicole can’t do that, Uncle Howard is usually very busy, you can’t burden him, okay?"
"Huh? Is that so?"
Nicole’s face showed a disappointed expression.
Howard Yeats looked at Ivy Linden playfully. Does this woman really not want to be with him?
Unfortunately for her, he wouldn’t let her have her way.
"Don’t listen to your mommy. Uncle Howard is not busy at all," Howard Yeats said, "Besides, Uncle Howard lives right next door to you, we’re very close. Nicole, anyti you want to see Uncle Howard, just co over and play."
Ivy Linden: "..."
Isn’t that shaless?
Just co over to play anyti?
Howard Yeats, are you the sa age as Nicole?
"Wow, that’s aweso!" Nicole was jumping with joy, and innocently said, "Mommy, Uncle Howard lives right next door to us."
Ivy Linden’s head hurt.
Howard Yeats, you’re definitely doing this on purpose.
"Uncle Howard, co to our house for dinner today! Mommy’s braised chicken feet are very tasty!"
"Sure! I love braised chicken feet too."
"Really? That’s great, Nicole loves them too!"
"Mommy, mommy, make sure to buy more chicken feet today! Uncle Howard is coming to our house for dinner."
Seeing Howard Yeats’ smug expression, Ivy Linden’s lips twitched. Daughter, you’re really throwing your mom under the bus! Don’t you know this man has ulterior motives towards your mom?
Ivy Linden couldn’t tell Nicole this and could only agree unwillingly.
Ravenswood.
The past few days, following Leon Keane to work and back, so far nothing has happened; the masked assassin hasn’t appeared in Ivana Monroe’s presence again.
As Leon Keane’s workday was wrapping up.
His mother called.
Leon Keane hesitated for a few seconds, then answered.
"What is it?"
His mother hesitated for a mont on the phone, then said sadly: "Leon, I’m your mom! Can’t I call you without a reason?"
Leon Keane massaged his temples, feeling a headache.
"Mom, what exactly do you want to say?"
"I... I just miss you and my grandchildren. I had the driver bring Ian and Timmy back to the old house. Why don’t you co to dinner with us tonight?"
It’s just as simple as having dinner?
"What about my wife?"
"Oh, Ivana, how could I forget? Bring her too! We are all family; we should dine together."
Leon Keane was surprised at his mother’s sudden change of attitude towards Ivana Monroe.
Could it be that after the incident at Elder Peng’s birthday banquet, his mother had changed her opinion on Ivana Monroe?
If that’s the case, that would be wonderful.
"Okay."
Leon Keane smiled, hoping that as a family, they could stay harmonious and that his mother would no longer make things difficult for Ivana Monroe. Ivana’s resentnt would gradually fade over ti.
Family doesn’t have such deep grudges.
After hanging up the phone,
Leon Keane, smiling, said to Ivana Monroe, who was sitting on the couch reading a magazine, "Mom invited us for dinner tonight. She says we are family."
Ivana Monroe put down the magazine, sowhat in disbelief.
Thinking of the disapproving gaze Leon Keane’s mother used to give her, Ivana Monroe hesitated. Besides, although she was reading a magazine just now, she overheard Leon Keane on the phone asking, "What about my wife?"
This was enough to show that his mother called her not sincerely but was forced to since she wanted Leon Keane back.
"Really?" Ivana Monroe said indifferently, "But I’m a bit tired, and don’t feel like having dinner. You should go."
Leon Keane frowned and got up to sit next to Ivana Monroe, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "Honey, don’t be like this."
Ivana Monroe smiled, insisting, "I don’t want to go."
Usually, if Ivana Monroe didn’t want to go, Leon Keane wouldn’t press. If she didn’t want to go, then she wouldn’t.
This ti, with his mother’s active goodwill, it was the best chance to resolve the issues between Ivana Monroe and his mother. Leon Keane didn’t want to waste it.
"Honey, my mom probably realizes now that she was wrong before. You said all those things at Elder Peng’s birthday, and now she’s seen your good side. That’s why she called, possibly to thank you."
"She’s just an old lady, also my mom, and can’t say those things out loud, but shows it with actions. Honey, can you please not hold a grudge against an old lady?"
Leon Keane pleaded earnestly.
Ivana Monroe didn’t feel the sa way. Seeing Leon Keane thinking so optimistically, she really didn’t want to burst his bubble and break his heart.
After all, that was his mom!
Ivana Monroe smiled silently.
Leon Keane continued persuading until Ivana Monroe finally agreed. He then stopped and happily kissed her forehead.
"Honey, you’re the kindest."
Ivana Monroe was speechless. This has nothing to do with kindness; it’s because he was like a monk chanting nonstop in her ear, and she couldn’t stand it any longer, so she agreed, okay?
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