This small action did not go unnoticed by Helena. Her face clouded over, but she quickly plastered a smile onto her face and gazed at Hector affectionately.
Charlotte’s brows knitted together, but she dismissed it, planning to leave a while later.
Right then, she noticed a small figure standing in the corner. It was Timothy.
He was wearing a smart little suit while standing beside the flower stand, quietly looking up at Hector and Helena on the stage with a complicated expression.
A video clip of Hector proposing to Helena was playing on the big screen.
In the video, Hector was holding Helena’s hands on the beach. “Helena, you’re the woman I love most in this world, and I promise to make you happy. Marry me!”
Tears of happiness flowed down Helena’s face as she hugged Hector tightly.
The two of them kissed passionately on the beach while their friends and relatives cheered for them by the side.
Seeing all of this, Timothy suddenly spoke coldly, “You said the same thing to Mommy too.”
Julia rushed over and carried him up. “Timothy, why did you come out here? Didn’t we agree that we’d eat in the private room together?”
“I just wanted to come see Daddy…” Timothy watched Hector from below the stage with an unusually calm expression. “I wanted to see if he’s happy.”
“Your daddy is getting married. Of course, he’s happy.” Julia hoisted him higher in her arms and found a place to sit down. “Promise me to be a good boy today. Don’t cause any trouble, okay?”
“Okay.” Timothy nodded obediently.
Julia breathed a sigh of relief. Since the boy was behaving himself, she decided not to forcibly take him away.
He’s only slightly over three years old, after all. Keeping him under lock and key for too long can lead to psychological problems one day. He should be excited to see so many guests here today. I’m sure he’ll forget about his worries soon enough.
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