The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 233

The car's heater wrapped them in a cozy warmth. Unable to fight off her exhaustion, Lucy soon tilted her head to the side and drifted off to sleep.

Kingsley's eyes lingered on her limp arm. Seeing that Seven was also sound asleep, he worried the child might slip and fall. He moved quietly, carefully lifting the little boy into his own arms.

He then grabbed a blanket and gently draped it over Lucy.

The nanny in the back seat noticed and quickly offered in a hushed voice, "Mr. Sherwood, should I hold him?"

Kingsley gazed down at the steadily breathing child in his arms, his voice laced with a rare tenderness. "It's fine. I've got him."

His arms held the boy with a stiff, cautious tenderness, his heart aching with a mixture of overwhelming love and raw nerves.

His usually somber gaze was now overflowing with affection, completely softened by the moment.

Seven shifted in his sleep. His little hand twitched as if reaching out to touch him, before dropping back down gently—just an unconscious movement.

Yet Kingsley's heart skipped a beat, a rush of pure elation following right after.

Keeping his eyes locked on his son's sleeping face, Kingsley asked the nanny softly, "Is he... always this well-behaved?"

The nanny nodded quickly in agreement. "Oh, yes. The Young Master is always a good boy. He rarely throws tantrums."

Kingsley then looked over at the sleeping Lucy, his gaze darting between her lips and Seven's. They had the exact same mouth.

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the affection in his eyes growing even deeper.

A moment later, he took out his phone and tapped the screen, sending a quick text to Xavier.

Kingsley maintained the exact same posture, barely daring to breathe, terrified that the slightest shift would wake the boy.

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