Gianna stared at Kingsley.
The little boy in the photo looked exactly like a mini Kingsley. The boy was wearing a black suit, and he looked elegant, like a kid from a wealthy family. Gianna was wearing a pink-puffy dress in the photo. There were tears on her cheeks.
Gianna didn’t even remember when was the photo taken.
The mini Kingsley looked so handsome, but she didn’t even remember him.
Gianna had her attention poured on Caesar since she was little. Gianna felt like she missed too much.
“It was at the Walker manor at my father’s birthday. You came to the birthday party with your family and you were lost. I brought you back,” Kingsley explained.
“…” Why did Kingsley remember it so well?
“Yes, yes,” Fiona recalled and said, “Gianna was only five back then. It was the first time she went to your house. It was so big, and her father and I were busy socializing. We didn’t notice Gianna went away with a puppy. She was missing before we realized it. I was so panic. Then I saw you brought Gianna back. There was a photographer at the party, and he thought you kids are adorable, so he took a photo of you two. Your mother gave it to me after that. She even praised Gianna for looking so adorable even when she’s crying.”
Gianna recalled a scene or two when Fiona told the stories.
Gianna vaguely remembered that she was at a big and unfamiliar place, and she couldn’t find her parents. Then, she cried out of fear.
Then, she saw a little boy. If she wasn’t mistaken, she ran over to the boy and asked him to help her find her parents.
She vaguely remembered these scenes.
The little boy wasn’t friendly at all.
Gianna was crying, and the little boy didn’t show any sympathy.
The little boy asked Gianna in a calm tone, “How are you going to repay me if I help you to find your parents?”
Gianna stared at the little boy with her teary eyes.
“Be my wife after you grow up, is that alright?”
“Yes,” Gianna promised.
Gianna would do just about anything at that point.
Furthermore, she didn’t know what was the meaning of the word ‘wife’ back then.
Then, the little boy held her hands and brought her back to her parents in the living hall.
It was only an episode for Gianna.
She didn’t even remember it after she found her parents.
But this moment …
Gianna didn’t know why she remembered everything so well at this moment.
She raised her head and looked at Kingsley.
Kingsley smiled and asked, “You remembered?”
“No,” Gianna pretended that she didn’t know what Kingsley was talking about.
Gianna definitely didn’t remember promising Kingsley to be his wife.
Kingsley didn’t expose Gianna.
Instead, he continued flipping through old photos with Fiona.
The picture looked harmonious.
Gianna always thought Kingsley didn’t know how to deal with the elderly. After all, he looked like a self-centred person. Who knew he was a natural with her parents? Kingsley was so much better than that scumbag Caesar.
Kingsley and Gianna left the Morris manor after dinner.
They were both in the car.
Gianna’s chin rested on her hands. She silently looked out of the window and spaced out.
Kingsley laid back on the car seat and stared at Gianna’s back.
It was quiet in the car.
“Kingsley, are you treating everyone so well?” Gianna asked.
She didn’t turn around. Instead, she stared at the window and muttered.
Kingsley raised his eyes and asked, “Ms. Morris, are you jealous?”
“No,” Gianna shook her head, “It’s just unimaginable. You don’t look like an attentive person, but you did a lot of things that surprise me. Like when we wanted to go home a day later. You told my parent beforehand, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Kingsley replied.
“The presents you asked Harriet to bring over. You prepared all that, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Kingsley replied again.
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