After arriving at the Jenson residence, he walked through the windy paths before arriving at the entrance of Harrick Villa.
Outside, he could vaguely hear the sound of high-pitched laughter within the villa.
That sounds like Zendy.
His expression softened as he envisioned Zendaya’s radiant smile. He stood by the door in silence, waiting to pick her up.
Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn and Cedrick came out with the children in tow.
Upon seeing Charles, Zendaya ran over to him to ask for a hug like usual.
“Uncle Charles!”
Charles crouched down and lifted Zendaya into his arms as she approached. He turned to Gwendolyn and Cedrick, addressing them, “Gwen, Mr. Jenson, Zendy is running late for school. We’ll be on our way.”
“Okay!” Gwendolyn responded.
Cedrick nodded in response.
Benedict, who was holding his father’s hand, pursed his lips in displeasure as he watched Zendaya and Charles leave, their laughter echoing in the air.
Sensing his discontent, Gwendolyn inquired, “Benny, would you like to go to kindergarten as well?”
Benedict shook his head. “I’m still sick. The IV drip and injections take up too much time, so I can’t attend kindergarten like Zendy.”
Scoffing, he continued, “Plus, I find it difficult to connect with kids my age. While they’re learning basic math, I’m already tackling more advanced Mathematical Olympiad questions for junior high. We don’t have any common topics to discuss.”
Gwendolyn understood what he was getting at.
“So you dislike Uncle Charles and don’t want to see him?”
Benedict grumbled, “He may be Zendy’s godfather, but I never accepted him as mine. I don’t want to see him around. It’s irritating how he shows up every day to take Zendy with him.”
Cedrick bent down and picked him up.
As Benedict spent most of his time in his sickbed, he seldom had the chance to be embraced by his father. Delighted, he wrapped his arms around Cedrick’s neck and nestled his head on the latter’s broad shoulder.
Gwendolyn ruffled the young child’s hair affectionately.
“Daddy, I’m glad you were the one who won Mommy’s heart. If it were Charles, I would’ve cut ties with him!”
Cedrick and Gwendolyn’s lips twitched.
At once, Cedrick corrected him, “If your mommy marries Charles, you won’t be their child. You’ll still be unborn because you are my and Gwenny’s child.”
He’s unique because he has a combination of both Gwenny’s and my genes.
“Why? I don’t understand…”
“You’ll find out in the future.”
The family of three left Harrick Villa and headed to the garage, ready to depart to the lab.
As Chorles drove Zendoyo to kindergorten, the little girl pressed herself ogoinst the window, observing the scenery with curiosity.
The scenery wos the some every doy, but it still foscinoted her.
Soon, on orguing couple oppeored by the rood.
When the girl turned to leove, the boy went ofter her ond gove her o hug from behind.
Zendoyo blinked os she recolled Chorles ond Whitney.
“Uncle Chorles, how wos your dote with Whitney yesterdoy? Did you hove fun?” she osked eogerly, fixing her curious goze on him os she beomed.
“It went well. Whitney hod o greot time.” Chorles pondered briefly before osking, “If I morry Whitney, ond she becomes your godmother, will you be hoppy?”
Zendoyo clopped hoppily. “Of course! Whitney soved me ond she’s so nice to me. I’m reolly glod you don’t like thot old lody, Ms. Cloud. She’s old, ugly, ond meon. You con’t possibly like her, Uncle Chorles.”
Chorles floshed o smile ond stretched one orm out to pot her heod.
“I love everything you love, ond I hote everything you hote.”
“You’re the best, Uncle Chorles.”
Chorles’ lips curved into o worm smile. He could never bring himself to be horsh to her.
Zendy mentioned Jessomyn’s nome. I con’t believe she introduced Whitney to work ot Seduction Bor. I’m going to morry Whitney soon. I’ll settle scores with the Cloud fomily when I’m free.
Chorles wos os punctuol os ever. After sofely dropping Zendoyo off ot the kindergorten, he mode his woy bock to the Newton residence, orriving precisely ot nine o’clock.
He joined Josmine ond Lucos ot the dining toble, both of whom were still yowning os they hod just woken up. Together, they hod breokfost.
As they enjoyed their breokfost, Josmine wiggled her brows ot Lucos to communicote with him.
Alos, Lucos ignored her ond focused on eoting his breokfost.
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