Chapter 752
Holding onto Rosalynn’s index finger, Ivy nodded earnestly, “Happy.”
“That’s good.” Wayne said, nodding with a smile. “All I want is for Mommy, Cory, and you to be happy.”
Ivy glanced at him, Then, still holding Rosalynn’s hand, she started walking inside, “Mommy, you should eat more, you’re too
skinny!”
Seeing Ivy avoid him, it would be a lie to say Wayne wasn’t a little bummed.
But he was prepared for a long–term game.
As he slowly straightened up, Ivy and Rosalynn walked past him, Rosalynn’s face expressionless.
She raised her hand and swiftly pinched his back. Then, as if nothing had happened, she gently called Cory over to join them at the table.
Chapter 753
Wayne’s lower back was super sensitive. One move from Rosalynn nearly made Wayne make a fool of himself on the spot.
He followed her back,
Just sat down, and Ivy looked at him: “Why are your ears red too?”
Rosalynn was sipping water and nearly choked, starting a severe coughing fit.
“Mommy… Ivy hurriedly patted her on the back.
Wayne quickly went over and joined Ivy in helping her: “Take it slow…”
After Rosalynn stopped coughing, she gave Wayne a side–eye, then when Ivy wasn’t looking, she pinched Wayne’s wrist
again.
Wayne couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.
She originally pinched his waist to make him feel awkward, but it ended up backfiring on her.
“You guys are weird.”
Ivy seemed to sense something, an atmosphere she couldn’t quite understand as a child.
“Not weird.” Wayne told Ivy, “It’s just that mom and I are so happy, and our ears turned red.”
Just as he looked up, Wayne saw Rosalynn’s gaze, feeling her tenderness, but it was fleeting.
She once again built up high walls, coldly isolating his emotions.
Hearing that mom said it was time to go home, Cory and Ivy obediently left Wayne’s side and ran to Rosalynn.
Wayne got up to pay the bill.
His phone accidentally slid to a certain group photo of the four of them.
In the background of the photo, the fireworks are dazzling, he is hugging Rosalynn, deeply kissing her, Cory and Ivy are laughing adorably and happily in front.
Wayne stared at that photo, something in his heart was slowly dissolving.
“Mr. Silverman?” The waitress handed him the bill and gently called Wayne’s name.
Wayne came back to his senses and handed her his card.
After payment, Wayne once again took his wallet out of Ivy’s backpack, took out a stack of hundred–dollar bills from inside, and put them on the table: “This is your tip, thank you for taking pictures for our family, you did a great job.”
The waitstaff were all dumbstruck.
When Wayne pulled out the money, he didn’t count, he just took out all the cash in his wallet and gave it as a tip.
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