"What's wrong with him sticking to us?"
He smiled and pecked her lips. "You think it's no big deal? But right now, I don't want to go home and deal with that little rascal. I want to stay here with you or go to a hotel..."
Rachel's face flushed prettily, and she lightly punched Kingsly's chest.
Kingsly's hearty laughter filled the car.
They returned home hand in hand, astonishing all the servants in the villa.
Rachel and Kingsly were entirely at ease as if they had always been this affectionate.
Little did they know, this seemed to be the first time they had held hands in this house.
They had shared some loving moments after returning from Utopia, but back then, he was acting. They had never held hands like this before.
The housekeeper led Jackson out of the dining room, whose eyes were red from crying.
The housekeeper didn't know how to comfort the little guy, holding a freshly baked box of cookies to distract him with food.
