GoodReadChapter 2087 She then pretended to scold her daughter by saying, “You can't keep saying things like that! Be careful. Otherwise, Mark might get mad at you.” Cecilia was used to acting like a spoiled child with her mother. She lovingly held her arm and said, “Don’t worry. He won't be mad at me.” After chatting with Juliette for a while, Mark got into the car with his hands full. One held the gifts, while the other held Olivia.
Cecilia was the one dragging their daughter's pink suitcase.
Slowly, the black Maybach drove away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKorbyn then walked out of the house.
When he saw that the parking lot was empty, he let out a forlorn sigh.
“My dear Olivia is no longer home.” Juliette’s heart melted as she placed a comforting hand on Korbyn’s shoulder.
With his arms akimbo, he looked up at the sky and asked his wife, “Do remind me. Is there something special happening today?” Juliette sank her head and thought for a while before answering, “No, | don't think so. It's no one’s birthday, and there's no anniversary either.” Korbyn was quite disappointed with her answer.
After standing at the door for a long time, he finally managed to say, “It’s a nice day today, though. And | think it’s perfect for a family reunion. Call Waylen and ask him to bring his wife and children back for dinner. If he's busy, then he doesn’t have to come.
But Rena and the children must!” Angela's Library After saying that, Korbyn finally felt better.
As he walked back inside the house, he muttered to himself, “I haven't seen my dear grandkids for a few days already. Leonel, Alexis, Marcus, and even Elva. | don’t even remember what they look Like anymore! Kids nowadays grow really fast!” Juliette shook her head and smiled.
Back in the car, Mark was driving, while Cecilia sat in the back seat with Olivia in her arms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOlivia was supposed to sit in the child car seat, but she clung on to Cecilia and never let go, perhaps because she hadn't seen her mother for such a long time.
Mark glanced at them through the rearview mirror and said, “You shouldnt spoil her so much. She has to sit in the child seat. It's for safety’s sake.” As the traffic light on the intersection turned red, Mark slowly pressed the brake pedal.
Once the car was still, Cecilia put Olivia in the child seat. At first, Olivia cried as her face soured, her arms outstretched, clamoring for Cecilia to hold her.
“When you get out of the car, your mother will hold you,” Mark said in a low voice.
Amazingly, as soon as he said that, Olivia lowered her arms and behaved at once.
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