My Babies, My Love

Chapter 143

Stellan looked at Isaac. He could see that Isaac only had eyes for Patricia. Stellan knew he liked

Patricia, but Patricia was oblivious to it. Mom, you can be really stupid sometimes. He’s trying to

be romantic here, and all you care about is how dangerous fireworks are for kids?

The front yard was filled with hot springs and water sports facilities, while the backyard was perfect

for a fireworks show. Isaac took them to the backyard. A bunch of fireworks were already there,

ready to be lit up. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Liam and the bodyguards were there. They lit the fireworks up right after Isaac and the others

showed up, and the fireworks blew up in the sky, illuminating it.

Patricia was in awe. She saw fireworks before, but only during Christmas. This was her first time

seeing them close up. She was reminded of a novel she read. The main couple lit up fireworks

through the night on the mountain. She wondered how it must feel. Probably heaven on earth. It

was a shame she never dated. Maybe I’d be single for life. Still, she was still in awe when she saw

the fireworks, even though they were not for her. She just pretended they were.

The boys covered Sylvie’s ear. The girl was staring at the fireworks. There were flowers, deers,

and even hearts blooming in the sky.

She was leaping with joy. “They’re so pretty!”

The boys looked up at the fireworks calmly. Yeah, they’re decent.

Isaac looked at the little girl. She’s a lucky one. Her brothers love her. She might not have a father,

but she has the boys. They’ll be her father figures. She’s probably gonna be picky about her

boyfriend. She won’t date anyone unless they’re as nice to her as the boys are. He turned his

attention to Patricia. She was staring up into the sky. Patricia was smiling, but she did not express

too much delight. She was just staring quietly. Isaac suddenly extended his hands and covered her

ears.

She turned her attention to him and blushed. “I’m not a child anymore, Mr. Arnold.” I’m not Sylvie.

I’m not scared of the explosion. It’s nothing more than pops.

Isaac smiled. “Your boys are helping a lady out. I have to do something, or I’ll be no better than a

kid.”

Patricia laughed and looked at her kids. It was like they came out of a painting. The kids were

beautiful, and the fireworks made for a perfect background for a comic panel. She brushed Isaac’s

actions aside and let him cover her ears. She knew he was a proud one, and he would not let her

boys look better than he was, so she let him do what he wanted.

Liam was taking a photo of this scene. He thought, I’ll send this photo to Mr. Arnold’s phone

tomorrow. He’s gonna give me a bonus then. He had no idea how great his life would be after his

boss got a girlfriend. All I have to do is to curry favor with Miss Aniston, and I’m set. Even if I make

mistakes, he’ll let me off the hook as long as Miss Aniston persuades him.

Isaac was not looking at the fireworks, but staring at her face. She was inches away from him. Her

lips were puckered, and they looked like a cherry. Her face was plump, and her eyes were as clear

as an unadulterated fountain of water.