A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married novel Chapter 18

Edmond vaulted off the chair.

Candy was still in Maverick's arms.

She realized that the boy was a little different from what she had remembered.

The other day, he was aloof and cold, just like her father she saw on TV.

But today he seemed to be very cheerful.

He was smiling at her father. Did it mean he liked him?

Candy pouted. She was still an innocent child. All she knew was that even if her father belonged to her for now, he was likely to be taken by someone of the similar age who liked him, too.

She was a little upset.

But on second thought, if it was him, she might accept the idea of, not giving up her father to him, but "sharing" with him.

Children at Candy's age liked to make presumptions.

She had always believed that she didn't have a mother and her beloved one was not her grandparent, uncle, or aunt, but only her father.

So she presumed that someone like that boy might not have a father.

A child had a weird way of thinking indeed.

Edmond was so happy to see Maverick that he reached out for his trousers and said, "Good to see you again!"

Maverick put Candy down. He wasn't in a rush to sit down but fixed his eyes on Edmond's steak instead.

When his daughter just spotted Edmond, he saw him through the glass window, eating his meal quietly.

He could still recall the scene clearly in his head.

Although Maverick could only see one side of Edmond's face, he could tell the bright eyes and fine lines of his face made him exceptionally charming.

His was using the tableware with his long, fair fingers.

He was wearing a small British-style suit that fit him well, and a pair of small white shoes.

He was sitting upright.

And he was looking down, chewing the steak.

As the son of a prominent family, Maverick had known the table etiquette since he was little.

And that scene, even now, could still bring him back to the old time.

He felt as if it was himself from many years ago, sitting at the dining table, eating the steak meticulously.

His heart skipped a beat. He was startled by his train of thought.

Was it because he had seen this little boy too frequently these days?

He laughed to himself, drew back his attention and asked Edmond, "Are you alone?"

"Of course not. My mom is with me," Edmond said, "but she's in the bathroom right now. What a coincidence today! Shall we make some introduction?"

Maverick smiled, "Don't we already know each other?"

"I mean, you should meet my mom."

Candy stood at the side, her big eyes blinking like purple grapes, pure and clear, as if she finally grasped something important. "Do you have a dad?" she asked him.

Maverick frowned, "Candy, be polite."

But Edmond didn't mind, "I notice your dad doesn't a wife. Does it mean you don't have a mom, either?"