My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: I’ll Just Share With Her

Damien Vaughn simply couldn’t comprehend her logic.

Bringing an umbrella?

He was the CEO of the Vaughn Group, for crying out loud. He’d dropped everything at work, braved the scorching sun, and crossed half of Veridia just to show up in front of her. Could she really not grasp that there was more to it?

Not knowing if she was genuinely clueless or just playing dumb, Damien Vaughn huffed in frustration.

"Can’t I just be passing by and decide to come see Candy? And to bring you an umbrella. You look like you’re having a grand time in the sun."

Cecelia Archer: "..."

As the two were talking, Shane Grant and Zeke Walton walked over, carrying several drinks.

They looked up and spotted the conspicuous Damien Vaughn in the crowd.

Zeke Walton really had to hand it to him.

’He’d specifically called to ask which amusement park they were at, all so he could chase after them.’

’Just what kind of history did Cecelia and Shane Grant have to make him this vigilant?’

Shane Grant saw Damien Vaughn as well.

He saw him holding both children, looking down at Cecelia Archer with eyes full of tenderness. Cecelia was looking back at him with the same gentle gaze.

They looked so perfect together, so harmonious. An outsider would have mistaken them for a family of four. He couldn’t stop a pang of jealousy from surging up.

"Vaughn, what are you doing here?"

Zeke Walton reached them first.

"You didn’t say you were coming, so we didn’t get you a drink. Are you thirsty? I can go grab one for you."

Damien Vaughn glanced at the drinks in their hands. Indeed, there wasn’t one for him.

"Cecelia and I can share one. No need."

Shane Grant: "..."

The two kids jumped down from his arms and happily went to drink their beverages.

Damien Vaughn took Cecelia’s drink, stuck a straw in it, and held it to her lips.

"You first."

It was true they’d known each other for a while now. They even slept in the same bed at night, and more intimate things had happened between them.

But sharing a drink like this in broad daylight was a first.

Cecelia Archer felt awkward. "I’m not thirsty. You can have it."

Damien Vaughn’s brow furrowed. "What? Are you saying you’re disgusted by me?"

Cecelia Archer: "..."

She had no choice but to take a small, symbolic sip. "Happy now?"

’That’s more like it.’

Damien Vaughn put his lips to the same spot on the straw she had used.

After taking a sip, he handed the drink back to Cecelia and casually draped an arm around her shoulder.

"What ride are we in line for now? Did you have fun earlier?"

The indirect kiss, the arm around her shoulder... all right in front of him. Shane Grant’s heart soured even more.

But Cecelia seemed so natural with him. There was nothing really between him and Cecelia, so it felt like he didn’t even have the right to be jealous...

They soon reached the ticket checker, and the staff asked them for their tickets. Only then did Damien Vaughn realize he hadn’t bought one.

"Zeke."

He turned and held out his hand to Zeke Walton. "Give me your ticket. You can go play by yourself."

Zeke Walton felt like kneeling before him again in exasperation.

’I worked my butt off to come along and play chaperone, waited in line for ages, and now he’s just going to steal my ticket?’

"You didn’t buy a ticket when you came in?"

"Duh. If I’d bought one, would I be asking you? You’re not needed here anymore. If there’s nothing else, you can head back."

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