Celine, who had just stepped out of the bathroom, had overheard the entire exchange. She smiled warmly. "Kaia, since you're taking the kid out with him, I won't play third wheel. I'm going to meet up with Sylvia Quinn and do some shopping."
Kaia nodded. "Sounds good."
By eight-thirty, Dexter had everything prepared for the excursion.
The sleek black SUV pulled away from the hotel entrance.
The crisp morning air of the Swiss summer was invigorating.
In the distance, the Alps were bathed in a soft, golden sunlight. The streets were already humming with tourists—young couples, groups of friends, and families strolling leisurely along the pavement.
Finnian held Brynlee in his lap, quietly pointing out the passing scenery to her.
Kaia sat quietly beside them, keeping to herself.
"Where are we going, Dad?"
"Interlaken," Finnian replied, pointing toward the majestic peaks. "There are snow-capped mountains and crystal-clear lakes."
Kaia crossed her arms, watching the father-daughter duo interact.
Once upon a time, she had desperately craved a trip exactly like this—just the three of them, far away from the rest of the world.
Now that it was finally happening, the joy she would have felt was long dead.
This entire vacation felt less like a bonding experience and more like a farewell tour for their marriage.
They arrived in Interlaken, a picturesque resort town nestled perfectly between Lake Thun and Lake Brienz.
In the summer, the region looked like a vibrant canvas painted by the gods.
The brilliant white of the snow-capped mountains contrasted with the deep turquoise waters, while lush green meadows were dotted with colorful, rustic wooden chalets. Everywhere they looked, the scenery was breathtakingly cinematic.

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Please update soon. This story is good. And I'm hoping it won't go till 2000 chapters.. Although it's current slow pace is telling....