Chapter 109: Like a Family of Three
Tristan Sterling looked up at Rachel Royce.
Rachel didn’t look back at him. Instead, she turned to lissa and asked, "Are you all done eating, lissa?"
lissa nodded. "I’m full."
Rachel pulled a napkin and wiped lissa’s mouth. lissa lifted her little head, looking up at Rachel and pouting her lips as her mother cleaned her up.
Seeing her daughter’s adorable face, Rachel couldn’t help but smile. She really wanted to give the cute little girl a kiss.
After wiping her daughter’s mouth clean, she looked up and inadvertently t the man’s gaze. The smile in her eyes vanished instantly. She bent down, lifted her daughter directly out of the high chair, and walked out of the dining room.
Tristan remained seated, his deep, dark eyes watching the woman’s retreating back. He let out a low, cold laugh.
After lunch, the three of them drove to the equestrian club.
lissa was cheerful the entire way.
Rachel and Tristan were still giving each other the silent treatnt, but they made a conscious effort to restrain themselves in front of lissa.
However, twenty minutes into the drive, lissa beca drowsy and ready for her afternoon nap.
Tristan held lissa in his arms, patting her to sleep. lissa quickly drifted off.
The car instantly fell silent.
Rachel gazed out the window.
Tristan, with one arm around lissa, turned his head to look out the other window.
They didn’t exchange a single word for the rest of the drive.
The equestrian club was in the suburbs.
The drive took nearly fifty minutes.
The weather was pleasant today. A gentle breeze was blowing, and the overcast sky ant the sun wasn’t too strong.
When they arrived at the club, lissa wanted to go to the locker room to change into her riding clothes.
Tristan looked at Rachel and spoke to her for the first ti that day. "They have won’s riding attire. Do you want to change into a set?"
Rachel looked up at him and refused, "No, thank you. I’m not riding. I’ll just keep lissa company."
Tristan didn’t insist and turned to go to the locker room.
Rachel, anwhile, took lissa to the locker room to help her change.
Tiny lissa, dressed in her riding gear and hat, looked not only cute but also dashing.
When she finished changing and led lissa out, the man had also changed into a set of riding clothes—a classic, British-style equestrian outfit in black and white. At 190 cm tall, with a perfectly proportioned physique that was clearly the result of regular workouts, he had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and exceptionally long legs that stood out. His hair was slicked back, making his features look even more strikingly handso.
’She had to admit, as Tristan had gotten older, he had lost so of his youthful beauty but gained a mature charm.’
Rachel gave the man a detached glance before looking away.
lissa blinked her big eyes, looking at her father and then at Rachel. "Aunt Evelynn, can you wear the sa clothes as us, please?"
Rachel didn’t indulge her. "It’s okay, Aunt Evelynn can keep you company without changing. Didn’t you want to show your little pony? Let’s go!"
lissa said, "Oh."
When they reached the stables, a staff mber led out lissa’s little pony. It was a pure white Shetland, its coat smooth and shimring in the sunlight. It was beautiful, truly like a pearl.
lissa ran forward and hugged Pearl’s head. "Pearl, I ca to see you."
Pearl was thrilled to see her little owner and kept stomping her hooves.
lissa led her pony to the riding arena, with Rachel accompanying her.
Tristan had just received a work call and hadn’t joined them yet.
’Perfect. Now I can spend ti with lissa alone.’
lissa mounted Pearl and began to ride, looking quite professional. A staff mber followed alongside the entire ti, but Pearl’s gait was slow, and lissa was in full control.
Rachel took out her phone and started recording a video.
Watching her daughter’s cheerful expression, being able to be with her child like this filled her heart with happiness.
After one lap, Rachel lifted lissa down and they sat on a nearby bench to rest. She handed her a water bottle. "Have so water."
She took off lissa’s hat and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Just then, Tristan walked over.
"Daddy!"
lissa cried out.
Tristan walked over and sat down next to lissa. He brushed her sweat-dampened bangs aside. "Your uncle and aunt will be here with Nina to play in a little while."
lissa addressed Franklin Fitzwilliam and his wife using the sa terms as Henry and Richard Sterling.
lissa said, "Nina’s coming."
Tristan humd in agreent.
lissa really liked Nina Fitzwilliam, so she was very happy that Nina was coming.
lissa said to Rachel, "Aunt Evelynn, we can ride horses with Nina."
Rachel humd in acknowledgnt.
She glanced up at Tristan. ’I’d actually wanted to spend the day alone with my daughter, but this is fine,’ she thought. ’It’s better than the two of us having to be with her together, anyway.’
’Of course, Tristan probably doesn’t want to be with either.’
’There’s nothing for us to talk about, and this way, we won’t affect our child.’
Franklin Fitzwilliam had originally just brought his wife and daughter to the area for an outing, so they arrived at the equestrian club quickly.
When Nina saw Rachel, she called out politely, "Aunt Evelynn."
Rachel smiled. "Hi, Nina. Long ti no see."
lissa imdiately ran up and took Nina Fitzwilliam’s hand.
Franklin Fitzwilliam’s wife, Vivian Jensen, paused for a mont when she saw Rachel. She had probably been told about her beforehand, so she wasn’t too surprised.
However, as Vivian watched her standing with lissa, she couldn’t shake the strong feeling that she was looking at a mother and daughter.
With Tristan standing to the side, they really looked like a family of three.
Rachel took the initiative to greet Vivian Jensen. Vivian nodded in return. "Miss Evelynn. I’ve heard Nina ntion you before. Seeing you in person today, you’re truly striking."
Rachel offered a faint smile.
After the simple greetings, Franklin went to change his clothes to race Tristan.
Nina also changed into a new outfit.
The two children, one older and one younger, went off to ride the horses.
Rachel and Vivian Jensen watched the two children. Vivian was four months pregnant with her second child, but her figure was so slender that it wasn’t very noticeable.
Franklin and Tristan rode for two laps, and of course, Franklin couldn’t beat Tristan.
"You really don’t know how to let soone win, do you?" Franklin complained.
Tristan replied, "If I let you win, you’d still lose next ti. Wouldn’t that be an even bigger blow to your ego?"
Franklin laughed. "You’re really no fun at all."
The two n walked their horses slowly. Franklin’s gaze fell on the two won in the distance, and he turned to Tristan. "Don’t you think lissa looks a little like this Evelynn?"
He’d seen her at the bar before, but the lighting was too chaotic to get a clear look. Today, with Evelynn and lissa having similar bangs, the resemblance was actually there when you compared them.
And lissa was so fond of her, too.
Tristan took the water a staff mber handed him and drank. His gaze fell into the distance, his handso face unreadable.
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