Chapter 1608
Standing by the river, Charmine, with her hair cascading down her shoulders, wore a long red dress that billowed with the wind.
Moreover...that face of hers that he deeply missed. She had no makeup on, but her facial features were so delicate, her skin was fair, and she exuded an air of regality and elegance.
Anthony stood still as he watched her for a very long time.
He wanted to remember her like this forever.
Charmine led the children to take out the fishes off the net and put them into a large bucket, where the fishes flailed among one another.
Chris and Chloe were exhilarated, and they both began thinking of the possible ways they could make the fishes taste delicious.
Charmine heaved the bucket up to the river bank, albeit struggling, before she sensed a burning gaze fixed on her.
She looked up and instinctively looked over, locking eyes with him.
Fitted with his Armanee suit, Anthony stood by the road as he exuded an air of elegance, forming a stark contrast with the houses behind him.
Charmine halted, and her heart skipped a beat.
A moment later, she looked away calmly as if nothing had happened. She led Chris to walk away from the river.
This douche of a man had nothing to do with her.
Anthony, seeing how distant she looked at him, walked toward her.
The colder he got to her, the more he could sense the hostility she exuded.
He came before the three of them and looked at Charmine darkly. He had so many words stuck in his throat before finally, he blurted, "Ms. Jordan, why did you bring my son to this faraway village?"
Chris was speechless.
His douche-dad was hopeless!
"You can take him back," deadpanned Charmine.
Anthony pursed his lips, but before he could say anything, Charmine had walked past him.
Cold. Haughty.
Chris was angry. "I don’t want to go back. Hmph!" Scoffing and pouting, he took Chloe's hand and left the scene.
Anthony remained on the same spot and looked at Charmine's back.
She had changed.
'Yeah," Chris muttered, "he's my Daddy."
He knew Charmine was behind her, thus he intentionally added, "I quite miss him, but he hurt my Mommy. I don’t want him anymore. Hmph!" 1
Charmine overheard him and paused.
Although she no longer had anything to do with Anthony, she must not sever their father-and-son relationship.
She pursed her lips and picked up the basket of vegetables into the kitchen.
Chris was elated.
Putting down the fish, Charmine turned to open the door.
His Mommy still cared about his Daddy after all.
Otherwise, she would not have changed her mind after hearing what he said. She went to open the door, too.
Hmph.
With his douche of a dad here, he had to put them both together back up no matter the cost.
Chris went to the door, where Anthony glowered at him. "Chris Bailey, are you rebelling now?"
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