Chapter 374 Being Cold to Him

"Mr. Walsh. Miss Dillon. Where are you both here?" Chandler was surprised when he saw them.

Toby dusted the footprints off his white shirt while Chandler carried the child in his arms like he had done it a million times. It was hard to believe he wasn't married.

"Oh, my. Did the child do that to your shirt?" Chandler looked uneasy at the sight.

"It's okay." Toby waved his hands nonchalantly and smiled brightly. "Why are you here, though?"

Even though Chandler was adopted by the Alston Family, he was barely acquainted with Toby. So, they only knew of each other at the most and had never talked to one another besides the basic pleasantries required.

"I'm here to help take care of the children." Chandler smiled softly. "I'm free anyways, and the kids are cute."

Toby didn't respond and gave a silent nod instead. It was unclear what he truly thought about Chandler's reason.

Chandler carried the child with one arm and lightly patted his head with another before sighing lightly, "These children are lucky to have Leo adopt them. If not, they'll be an orphan for life. I'm an orphan. I know how tough it is. So, I wanted to do something to lessen the trauma of their parents abandoning them."

He was so emotional that Toby felt rather uncomfortable and awkwardly coughed into his fist in response.

On the other hand, Amelie wasn't one to butt in other people's problems. So, she stayed quiet.

Then, Chandler's gaze landed on her. "Leo will celebrate their birthdays all on one day. It's in two days. Would you like to come, Miss Dillon?"

Amelie guessed his intention and just smiled with a shake of her head. "I'm sorry. I'll be busy."

After her rejection, she noticed the child in Chandler's arms staring at her and felt terrible. So, she offered, "I'll get them birthday gifts, though."

"Oh, sure." He gave a quick smile as if he was very disappointed but tried not to show it.

Finally, he nodded gratefully. "I thank you on their behalf."

"Don't worry about it." Then, Amelie and Toby left.

Chandler looked at them, walking away while standing at the door before carrying the child inside.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Amelie questioned after they were some distance away.

taken aback. "Huh?"

immediately caught on and shook his head. "I didn't expect Leo's children to be here. However, it was Chandler who introduced the

go to the private kitchen we went to earlier and strongly recommended the coffee from this place." Toby pointed at the

looked up and saw the sign as her eyes

think there's something off with Chandler?"

reply and only curved the corner of her lips in reply.

him without any evidence. Besides, she and Chandler's

cup of coffee with Toby, she went to the mall

liked. In the end, she got them

classic teddy bear for the boys while

how many of the children were there. So, after some thought, she

buy them gifts," he said sincerely. "I can

reply as she felt that Chandler had more

still hope that you will reconsider. Leo's not a playboy. He has been abstinent these few years."

holds a high position. Those people spread the rumors because they wanted to use

to you, Mr. Chandler," Amelie interrupted him as she wasn't interested

before acknowledging her statement.

the gifts,"

I won't," he promised.

days passed, and it was the

quietly parked outside the house at night, and Eugene came jumping out of the car a moment later.

and birthday gifts specially prepared for the children that his wife helped pick out.

and pulled open the door before announcing in a low voice, "We're here, Mr.

his head lowered in the

his knee and placed it aside before stretching his leg to exit

of gifts outside

out, rubbing his hands together while wearing an apron.

he

frowned when he saw Chandler. It

how busy Miss Potts was." Chandler scratched his head and explained nervously, seemingly afraid of

other hand, Leo turned his head

his forbidding face frightened Eugene, and he almost dropped his things.

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