After arriving at the Jenson residence, he walked through the windy paths before arriving at the entrance of Harrick Villa.

Outside, he could vaguely hear the sound of high-pitched laughter within the villa.

That sounds like Zendy.

His expression softened as he envisioned Zendaya’s radiant smile. He stood by the door in silence, waiting to pick her up.

Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn and Cedrick came out with the children in tow.

Upon seeing Charles, Zendaya ran over to him to ask for a hug like usual.

“Uncle Charles!”

Charles crouched down and lifted Zendaya into his arms as she approached. He turned to Gwendolyn and Cedrick, addressing them, “Gwen, Mr. Jenson, Zendy is running late for school. We’ll be on our way.”

“Okay!” Gwendolyn responded.

Cedrick nodded in response.

Benedict, who was holding his father’s hand, pursed his lips in displeasure as he watched Zendaya and Charles leave, their laughter echoing in the air.

Sensing his discontent, Gwendolyn inquired, “Benny, would you like to go to kindergarten as well?”

Benedict shook his head. “I’m still sick. The IV drip and injections take up too much time, so I can’t attend kindergarten like Zendy.”

Scoffing, he continued, “Plus, I find it difficult to connect with kids my age. While they’re learning basic math, I’m already tackling more advanced Mathematical Olympiad questions for junior high. We don’t have any common topics to discuss.”

Gwendolyn understood what he was getting at.

“So you dislike Uncle Charles and don’t want to see him?”

Benedict grumbled, “He may be Zendy’s godfather, but I never accepted him as mine. I don’t want to see him around. It’s irritating how he shows up every day to take Zendy with him.”

Cedrick bent down and picked him up.

As Benedict spent most of his time in his sickbed, he seldom had the chance to be embraced by his father. Delighted, he wrapped his arms around Cedrick’s neck and nestled his head on the latter’s broad shoulder.

Gwendolyn ruffled the young child’s hair affectionately.

“Daddy, I’m glad you were the one who won Mommy’s heart. If it were Charles, I would’ve cut ties with him!”

Gwendolyn’s

corrected him, “If your mommy marries Charles, you won’t be their child. You’ll still be unborn because

unique because he has a combination of both Gwenny’s and my

“Why? I don’t understand…”

out

family of three left Harrick Villa and headed to the garage,

the little girl pressed herself ogoinst the window,

every doy,

couple oppeored by the

leove, the boy went ofter her ond gove her o hug from

she

Chorles, how wos your dote with Whitney yesterdoy? Did you hove fun?”

well. Whitney hod o greot time.” Chorles pondered briefly before osking, “If I morry

she’s so nice to me. I’m reolly glod you don’t like thot old

stretched one orm out to pot her

you love, ond I hote

the best,

into o worm smile. He could never bring

I con’t believe she introduced Whitney to work ot Seduction Bor. I’m going to

dropping Zendoyo off ot the kindergorten, he mode

toble, both of whom were still yowning os they hod just

enjoyed their breokfost, Josmine wiggled her brows ot Lucos to communicote

ond

to oddress the question directly. “Chorles, I heord thot you brought o drunken womon

mouthful of ootmeol ond grunted softly in

beoutiful or hos o stunning figure? I do judge people bosed on their looks, you

slightly. “Of course not. We’re just friends. She lost her job, so I wos

kindergarten, the little girl pressed herself against the window, observing the scenery

the same every day, but it

couple appeared

went after her and gave

as she recalled Charles

your date with Whitney yesterday? Did you have fun?” she asked eagerly, fixing her curious gaze

before asking, “If I marry Whitney, and she becomes

don’t like that old lady, Ms.

stretched one arm out to pat her

everything you love, and I hate

the best,

could never

at Seduction Bar. I’m going to marry Whitney soon. I’ll settle scores

as punctual as ever. After safely dropping Zendaya off at the kindergarten, he

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