Taking advantage of the fact that Cindy Lynn hadn’t gotten up yet, Tanya Sinclair and Mrs. Bobby left the bathroom and even wedged a stick into the door to prevent Cindy from coming out.
It was Mrs. Bobby’s first ti helping soone deal with a mistress, and she was a bit excited.
"So satisfying, these bad won deserve it!" After her excitent, she beca a bit worried about Tanya Sinclair, "Caden’s Mother, if Cindy Lynn complains to your ex-husband later, won’t he cause trouble for you?"
Speak of the devil, before Tanya Sinclair could open her mouth, Vincent Hawthorne’s figure appeared in front of them.
Tanya glanced at the bathroom behind her from the corner of her eye and guessed that Vincent was probably waiting for Cindy.
Her disgust for this man was beyond asure.
Knowing full well the filthy things Cindy did, he still protected her, allowing her to be around Joy!
"Mrs. Bobby, you should head back first." Tanya didn’t want to involve unrelated people.
"Will you be okay on your own?" Mrs. Bobby was not reassured, as Tanya looked pale and delicate like a porcelain doll, while Vincent was quite tall and imposing.
"I’ll be fine." Tanya smiled, "Mrs. Bobby, Bobby and Caden are still waiting for you. I’ll join you later."
Mrs. Bobby reluctantly left, looking back with every few steps.
In case this scumbag Vincent hit the original wife for the mistress, she would definitely step in!
However, as soon as they got close, before Vincent could speak, Tanya raised her hand and slapped him.
’Slap—’ the crisp sound of the slap was loud and clear.
Mrs. Bobby was stunned.
This Caden’s Mother, she seed gentle and refined, but was quite fierce.
As for Vincent Hawthorne, he took the slap without any anger.
Seeing Vincent didn’t retaliate, Mrs. Bobby finally left.
"Feeling better?" Vincent asked good-naturedly, feeling the tingling in his face, and smiling at the woman in front of him, who was slightly angry, "Does your hand hurt? Next ti, try kicking, it’s less work."
Tanya’s eyes were icy, "Are you pretending to be affectionate here with now?"
"Tanya, I know I’ve done so wrong things. I want to explain to you, it wasn’t who let Cindy Lynn co, and after today, I promise she won’t appear in front of you again!"
Tanya sneered, "Doesn’t matter, I’ll hit her every ti I see her!"
She glanced behind, "Your sweetheart is in the bathroom now, if you want to be the hero saving the beauty, go ahead. Don’t disgust ."
Vincent didn’t even care about Cindy in the bathroom, turning to chase after Tanya.
"Tanya, it’s really over between and Cindy Lynn. I didn’t know she would co today, I..." Vincent was anxiously explaining when Tanya suddenly stopped.
She looked at the person coming towards her, her previously cold expression lting like thin ice, her smile bright enough to almost sting Vincent’s eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Tanya looked at Declan Pierce, surprised and delighted.
He was wearing a trench coat in the sa color as hers, with a pristine light-colored shirt underneath, looking elegant and strikingly handso.
Tanya walked up to him with a smile, and as Declan extended his hand, she naturally took it, allowing him to gently pull her closer.
"Here to see the difference between selfies and the real thing." Declan looked down at her, his eyes deep and gentle, "Of course, the real thing is more beautiful."
He leaned in to whisper in her ear, "And it fits perfectly..."
Tanya playfully punched him.
"Declan!"
She looked fierce, but her eyes sparkled, clearly well-loved.
Vincent stood a few ters away in the shadows, his hands at his sides gradually tightening.
This lively and adorable Tanya used to be his alone!
At this mont, he was driven insane with jealousy.
"Let’s go." Declan took Tanya away, without even giving Vincent a second glance.
He knew full well that Vincent wasn’t even qualified to be a rival now.
The warm-up activities were over, and the next parent-child activities were held on the playground.
Abby wasn’t familiar with Declan, feeling a bit restrained. However, Declan showed unusual patience with the little girl, holding her water bottle and fanning her.
He had such a striking appearance that it was irresistible to all ages. Soon, Abby was calling him Uncle Pierce sweetly and even dared to make requests.
"Uncle Pierce, can you win the tug-of-war cake-eating contest? The prize is a huge white bear plushie, and I want one."
The tug-of-war cake-eating contest involved two dads competing, with elastic bands tied to their legs, while children stood in circles feeding cake to them. The first to finish eating wins.
Declan said, "You want it, then we’ll win it."
His tone was calm, but sohow convincing.
Abby jumped up happily, and Tanya watched their interaction from the side, unable to help but smile with curved eyes. She took out her phone and snapped a few photos.
Caden seized the break to run over as well.
"Mom!" Seeing Declan, Caden’s eyes lit up, "Uncle Pierce! You’re here!"
Seeing her son’s reaction, Tanya knew they shared a little secret behind her back!
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