Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 705

Lambert arrived an hour after Ariana and the children

His expression was icy cold.

Only upon seeing Ariana and the children did his gaze soften slightly.

At that moment, Ariana was bustling around in the kitchen. Lucian stood outside with a furrowed brow, lost in thought, while Kevin sat quietly reading a book. Carson, on the other hand, was sprawled in the living room, watching cartoons with wide, curious eyes full of fascination.

Lucian was the first to notice his father.

He hurried over and called out, "Dad!"

Lambert gave a slight nod.

Hearing the commotion, Kevin and Carson instinctively turned toward the door. The moment Carson spotted his father, his eyes lit up—but then, remembering something, a hint of timidity flickered in his gaze. Though Kevin wasn’t as fearful as his younger brother, he still hesitated to approach like his eldest brother.

Children are perceptive.

From a young age, their father had rarely shown them warmth. Though their grandparents insisted that "Dad is like this with everyone," sensitive Kevin could still detect a faint trace of displeasure in his father’s eyes.

That was why he never dared to get too close.

"Where’s your mother?" Lambert asked.

Lucian quickly replied, "She’s in the kitchen." Then, hesitantly, he added, "Dad, Mom just got out of the hospital. She shouldn’t overexert herself. Couldn’t the cook handle it instead? Or... maybe you could help her?"

At his son’s words, Lambert’s eyebrow arched slightly.

He ruffled his son's hair—there was no fooling him with such a simple trick. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel amused. Clearly, Ariana's cooking had left quite the traumatic impression on their eldest son.

Lambert gave a faint nod. "Alright, I'll go check on your mom. You stay here and play with your brothers."

Lucian immediately broke into a bright grin and nodded eagerly.

As Lambert headed toward the kitchen, Carson watched with a mix of apprehension and hopeful curiosity. Only when their father's figure disappeared from sight did the little boy finally lower his gaze, disappointment flickering in his eyes.

As for Kevin, his expression remained unreadable, revealing nothing.

At his age, he had already learned to mask his thoughts—proof that his cleverness ran even deeper than Lucian's.

Or perhaps, his mind was simply more guarded.

Lucian returned to his brothers, flashing them a playful wink. "Dad's back, so you can eat without worrying later." He had truly gone above and beyond for his little brothers.

Carson didn’t understand what his eldest brother meant.

He blinked up at him in confusion before pouting slightly and turning back to his cartoon, completely absorbed once more.

Only Kevin pressed his lips together, lost in thought.

Noticing something off about his second brother, Lucian leaned in and asked cautiously, "Kev, what's wrong?"

Kevin subtly shifted away, his voice quiet. "Nothing."

He picked up his book again, appearing perfectly unbothered. At barely four years old, Lucian couldn’t detect the subtler emotions—especially when Kevin hid them so well. Satisfied, he nodded. "Alright, let’s just wait then. If you get hungry, you can have some fruit, but not too much. Otherwise, your stomach will hurt later."