Chapter 16 The Beauty and the Handsome

Lyla Lowe bought her daily groceries and a few of her darling’s favourite snacks on the lower floor before she ascended.

When it came to her darlings, Lyla was never one to be stingy. She always provided the best for her children.

It was almost six when she returned home. When she came through the door, she saw her two children playing with their uncle Lyle Lowe.

Surprised and happy, she turned to her elder brother and said, “Lyle, you could at least inform me before you came.”

“It was a surprise with all of you!” Lyle said, smiling. “Additionally, I really wanted to see you! I wanted to see my cute little niece and nephew!”

At that instant, Gretel, like a sudden squall, flew in from somewhere and into her uncle’s embrace.

“Uncle Lyle! We missed you so much!”

Hansel was merely standing and staring at the entire scene, remaining absolutely silent. That kid was not one to simply express his emotions. But Lyla knew that her elder brother was one of Hansel’s favourite people.

“O my princess! Please tell me! What thoust wish to consume for the night?” said Lyle Lowe as he held Grentel up in the air and made a spin.

Gretel said, bashfully, “Can we have hotpot?”

“Your wish is my command!”

The four of them went ahead and got themselves a booth.

Knowing that the kids loved hotpot, Lyle went ahead and ordered a variety of selections for the kids to enjoy.

The four of them dunked and dipped their way with the hotpot, chatting and enjoying their time together.

Gretel was busy stuffing her mouth with food as she turned to her brother, saying, “Hansel! This place serves a good hotpot too!”

Hansel merely nodded. “It’s alright.”

Hansel always lacked emotions and expressions; the edgy cool kid.

Lyla Lowe looked at how Hansel was behaving, how he remained calm and composed at all times. As she stared at him, she got too engrossed. Unknowingly, the face of Mark Pattinson suddenly surfaced in her mind.

Hansel noticed how his mother was not moving. He then popped the question, “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing! Enjoy the food while it’s hot,” Lyla said as she quickly lowered her gaze.