Chapter 144
It had to be said that although there were two existences that worried Hesper in the Duvals, she had nothing bad to say about how Rickard and Ernest treated her son. These were the things that she could not provide Renfrew with in the past.
Soon, it was time to cut the birthday cake.
Just as Hesper walked over with Renfrew, she heard someone saying, “It happens that both of Renfrew’s parents are here today. Why don’t they come forward and cut the cake with our birthday boy?”
Hesper’s smile stiffened, and before she could refuse, Renfrew was already staring at her expectantly and blinking his big eyes. “Mommy, is that okay?”
‘Of course not. What’s the matter with these people wanting to push Rickard and me closer to
each other?”
But it was Renfrew’s birthday, and she could not bear to shatter his expectation, so she glanced at Rickard, hoping that the man would be more self-conscious.
However, the corners of Rickard’s lips curled upward as he gave off a faint smile. It looked as if he agreed with the crowd’s chants. “Let’s go together. Let’s not keep the guests waiting.”
Hesper took a glance around her. Many children were already waiting around the 8-feet-high cake, and Renfrew squeezed her palm again. “Mommy, please.”
“…All right.” Hesper stepped forward helplessly, originally wanting to only put on a show, but the man standing next to her grabbed her hand all of a sudden.
Hesper turned her head to the side in shock, only to hear Rickard’s melodious and deep voice
ringing in her ears.
“Don’t be nervous. We’re only here to cut the cake.
‘I’m not nervous at all, but you could’ve just cut the cake. What’s with holding my hand?’
She immediately withdrew her hand calmly, instantly taking the initiative to distance herself from him, and said to Renfrew, “Ren, since the cake has been cut, why don’t you share it with the children?”
“Okay!” The little fella was very excited. He walked up to his mother enthusiastically and distributed cakes to everyone under Hesper’s guidance.
Rickard knew that she left him behind on purpose, but he did not feel annoyed and defeated. He then walked up to Zikmund and stretched out his hand. “Give it to me.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
Zikmund wanted to play dumb but Rickard warned him with an indifferent gaze. “You just secretly took a picture of me and her.”
“You actually saw that? Okay, you win.” He could not help but admit it. “I’ll send the photo to you through WhatsApp.”
“Good.” Rickard nodded solemnly, and his cell phone vibrated not long after.
In the photo, he and Hesper were holding hands, looking extremely intimate.
Seeing the photo, a faint hint of happiness could be seen escaping through the corners of his lips and eyes.
Zikmund shook his head speechlessly, “If you had known that it’d come to this, why didn’t you act differently?”
Rickard’s gaze dimmed instantly..
‘If I could go back in time and relive the whole thing, I would definitely try to trust her more and not let her feel so aggrieved. However, I can’t go back in time. All I can do now is grasp onto the
present.’
Julie, who was standing at the side, saw that Hesper was being treated like a hostess of the house. She was so enraged that she felt shortness of breath and a sense of tightness in her chest. But Ernest had told her not to cause any more trouble before this; otherwise, she would not be
allowed to take another step into this house.
She snorted coldly, turned around, and went upstairs to rest.
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