Perhaps it was because I had always been too lean before, but after having a child, my figure had rounded out a bit. I had developed curves in all the right places, giving a more feminine look.
Upon seeing , a glint of admiration flashed through Jones’s eyes. He then quickly composed himself and sincerely complinted , "You look stunning. That dress suits you."
"Really? I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to pull it off." I breathed a sigh of relief. After all, that kind of dress was quite demanding on the figure, and sotis I was quite concerned about what others thought of .
"It’s gorgeous. Maybe you could do sothing with your hair. Perhaps curls would suit you better." Jones pointed towards my hair and then asked, "Shall I give it a try? I can do simple curls, just for tonight."
Jones had that skill too? I was a bit surprised, but I nonetheless handed him the curling iron.
Unexpectedly, Jones’s curling technique was indeed very good. Looking at the large waves in the mirror, I felt a sense of elegance.
"Now, I will apply so makeup." I was very satisfied with my hair and didn’t notice the change in Jones’s gaze.
As he watched in the mirror, he lowered his gaze, "All right, I’m going to step out for so fresh air."
Once Jones had left, I started applying makeup. I used to prefer a natural look and had never truly tried heavy makeup. But today, I decided to give it a go.
After finishing my makeup, I realized Jones hadn’t returned yet. He sent a ssage, saying, "I’m waiting in the hotel lobby; co straight down when you’re ready."
Once I was ready, I prepared to head downstairs.
"Leo, don’t run off, or daddy will be upset," I heard a familiar voice just as I reached the elevator.
Leo ran over and Catherine followed behind him, her voice slightly raised.
Upon seeing , Catherine was taken aback.
The elevator doors opened and Leo glanced at without saying a word. He walked into the elevator first and then called back to Catherine, "Mommy, hurry up, or daddy will get impatient!"
Catherine quickened her pace and entered the elevator after giving a polite nod, "Ms. Brooks, are you coming? Are you here for the weekend couples retreat too?"
I nodded and walked into the elevator.
Catherine didn’t seem to mind my cold reception. She rarely lost her composure. Even on the day of Damon and Ariel’s engagent, despite all that had happened, she never showed any signs of breakdown or helplessness.
Given what she had done in the past, she was definitely a woman of deep scheming and ruthless tactics. I preferred to steer clear of her.
"Leo, you need to behave, okay?" Catherine held Leo’s hand, gently instructing him. "Your father and I weren’t planning on bringing you this ti, but your father didn’t want you to be bored at ho alone. So, you need to be good. All right?"
"Okay, mommy. Does daddy really like ? Is that why he brought along?" Leo asked curiously.
"Of course! All the toys and snacks at ho, your father had them bought just for you. If he didn’t love you, why would he spoil you like this?" Catherine’s smile beca even brighter as she stroked Leo’s hair. "You’re our only child and the fruit of our love. How could we not love you?"
Listening to her words, I couldn’t say I felt nothing. But it wasn’t too painful either.
I aid to distance myself from Damon and Catherine. That way, I wouldn’t have gotten entangled in their affairs. It was just a pang of regret I felt occasionally because of Leo.
"Do you guys plan on having more kids? Will you stop loving if you do?" Leo, who usually seed bold and mischievous, sounded unexpectedly sensitive with that question.
"No, you’re our only child. There won’t be any other children." When Catherine said that she glanced at with profound aning.
I pretended not to notice and walked out once the elevator doors opened.
Jones was sitting on a sofa in the lobby waiting for . As soon as he saw , he stood up and walked towards .
When he saw Catherine and Leo erging from the elevator, his face turned cold, clearly displeased,
Catherine, however, greeted Jones casually, "Oh, you brought your wife along too. How sweet."
"Mm." Jones responded briefly, not intending to chat further. He held my hand and we walked
I didn’t know where Damon was waiting for Catherine and Leo, but I didn’t see him.
The movie party started at six thirty in the evening. A giant screen was set up on the beach where a movie was going to be played. Roses and lights were arranged around, along with a variety of food and
drinks. As the sun set, it would have turned into a romantic and beautiful scene.
Other couples had already arrived. So were strolling on the beach, so were tasting the food, and so were taking photos. Everyone was dressed up.
"Shall we take a walk?" Jones asked, not letting go of my hand. His hand was getting sweaty but when he asked.
I nodded in approval.
Walking barefoot on the beach was the best. I took off my heels and strolled on the beach with Jones under the twilight. The waves rushed towards us and then receded, creating a soothing sound.
The scent of the sea breeze relaxed . That mont of peace made feel very content.
Suddenly, Leo’s voice echoed. I turned towards the sound and saw him standing on the beach, making a peace sign while Catherine was taking pictures of him,
Behind them stood Damon, dressed in a black shirt and trousers. He hadn’t even bothered with a tie, unlike the others who were dressed formally. But he still stood out. His presence was impossible to ignore.
The warm, red sunset fell on him, and the sea breeze ssed up his hair, revealing his clean forehead. His exquisite eyes were slightly furrowed. He didn’t seem to be enjoying the beautiful scene or the warmth of his family.
Suddenly, he looked at . I pretended not to see him and continued walking with Jones.
I needed to get away from them as soon as possible!
"If I had known he was here, I wouldn’t have brought you." Jones finally spoke, sounding slightly irritated.
That kind of constantly running into each other was indeed frustrating.
"No worries. Let’s pretend we’re strangers." I chuckled, letting go of Jones’s hand, and crouched on the beach, scooping up a handful of sand before asking, "How about a picture for mory’s sake?"
Jones took out his phone to capture the mont while I struck a pose. Dressed to the nines with flawless makeup, it would have been a sha not to have a picture.
"Dad, you and mom get a little closer. Give her a kiss!" Leo’s voice rang out, assuming the role of a director, guiding Damon and Catherine for a perfect keepsake photo.
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