Chapter 610: Drawing a Clear Line

Sweetie pushed her mother’s hand away and circled the table, looking for something she liked.

Shawn Fisher filmed Sweetie with his camera.

“If she grabs a spatula, what’s that supposed to mean?” Jasper Rockwell suddenly asked.

Shawn Fisher almost kicked him.

“It doesn’t mean anything. It’s just for fun,” Candy explained with a smile.

“See? People just have kids for their own amusement,” Jasper Rockwell remarked. ‘As for me, I have no interest in playing with children. There are far more entertaining things to do.’

Suddenly, Sweetie took off on her short little legs, running toward Ian Monroe. She threw herself into his arms, her small hands clinging to him tightly.

Ian Monroe froze, looking down at Tubby in his arms with a helpless expression.

GIGGLE GIGGLE…

“So, does this count as her catching a future husband?” Jasper Rockwell said with a laugh, pointing at the pair.

“Sweetie just adores Ian,” Candy said. Even as her mother, there was nothing she could do about it.

GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGLE… Sweetie clung to Ian, absolutely delighted.

Ian Monroe sighed softly, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the drool from the corner of Tubby’s mouth. “Stand still. Don’t move.”

Sweetie had just hooked one of her short little legs over the edge of the sofa, preparing to scramble up with all her might for a hug with her big brother. The moment she heard his voice, she immediately lowered that restless leg.

Seeing that she was being reasonably obedient, Ian Monroe didn’t push her away.

Sweetie kept her gaze fixed on Ian Monroe, a light shining in her big, beautiful eyes.

Ian Monroe couldn’t resist reaching out to pinch her cheek. ‘So soft.’ He couldn’t help himself and pinched the other one too.

Sweetie suddenly broke into a wide grin and gave Ian Monroe’s hand an appeasing tug.

Melody Monroe watched their interaction and breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Even though Ian acts like a child when he’s with me, he’s far too restrained around other people. His inner world is completely closed off.’

She could tell that Ian didn’t actually dislike Sweetie.

If he truly did, he never would have come to her birthday party.

GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGLE… Sweetie babbled indistinctly.

Watching her, the corners of Ian Monroe’s lips turned up slightly. Then, as if afraid of being caught, he awkwardly composed himself again.

“Is Sweetie trying to say ‘brother’?” Candy tugged on Shawn Fisher. “Listen! Sweetie can say ‘brother’!”

“Sounds more like she’s clucking for chickens,” Evan Fairchild chimed in.

“It sounded like ‘brother’ to me,” Melody Monroe said, giving Evan Fairchild a little push.

“Okay, now it sounds a little like it.”

“See? I told you!” Candy said, looking to Shawn Fisher for confirmation.

“Yes, yes,” Shawn Fisher nodded.

Jasper Rockwell watched the scene unfold and twisted the candy wrapper he’d just opened back shut. ‘So sweet it’s giving me a toothache!’

…

Megan Langdon was an instructor in the music department. After meeting Leo Fairchild once, she made no further effort to contact him.

She could tell Leo Fairchild wasn’t interested in her in that way.

Even though Vera Fairchild had made it obvious she wanted to set them up, Leo Fairchild played dumb.

The moment he had his work affairs in order, he flew straight back to Argent.

Mrs. Fairchild and Mr. Fairchild, having mostly recovered, had returned to the Fairchild Estate.

Their travel plans had been shelved due to their health conditions. They would have to wait for warmer weather to see if they could make the trip.

After all, they were getting on in years, and whenever the two of them went on a trip, their children worried sick.

Megan Langdon arrived at the Fairchild Estate, carrying gifts she had brought from Jansburg.

The butler quickly ushered her into the sunroom.

The two- to three-hundred-square-meter sunroom housed a tea room and was filled with all kinds of flowers.