Chapter 203: Chapter 203

Rosalie, full of interest, excitedly grabbed Simon’s hand and said, "This is my first time secretly watching someone else’s date. So that’s how people fall in love. It’s quite interesting."

Saying that, she started the engine, and the car immediately followed.

Simon, seeing that his persuasion was unsuccessful, had no choice but to let her have her way.

For him, as long as he spent Christmas with Rosalie, it was the best gift.

Following Desmond and Seraphina’s car, they arrived in the suburbs.

Rosalie found it strange and couldn’t help but mutter quietly, "Why are this family of three coming to this godforsaken place at night instead of going out to sing and dance?"

Simon was holding his phone, checking something, which made Rosalie a bit anxious.

"Why do you think they’re here? It’s so strange."

Simon still didn’t answer, deeply engrossed in his phone, his fingers sliding swiftly across the screen, who knows what was so captivating.

As he continued to ignore her, Rosalie’s temper flared up. She pulled over to the side, snatched Simon’s phone and angrily demanded, "Did you hear me? What’s so fascinating on your phone that’s got you so captivated?"

"There’s a fireworks festival here tonight." Simon wasn’t angry; he explained with a radiant smile and then retrieved his phone from Rosalie, showing her the screen. "I just booked two tickets."

Rosalie examined it closely; her angry little face instantly brightened, "It’s true. How did you find this out?"

"In the digital age, isn’t this kind of thing easy?" Simon chuckled, slipped the phone into his bag, and continued to Rosalie, "It’s about to start. If we don’t hurry, we’ll miss it."

Rosalie no longer had any interest in tailing Seraphina. She pressed the accelerator, heading straight for the destination with a grin, "I’ve never attended such a grand event in my life. We need to check it out."

The car soared ahead, quickly overtaking Desmond’s car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Seraphina, watching the red sports car whiz by, couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Godmother is still the same," Jude clicked his tongue.

"This fiery temperament, I wonder when it will settle down," Seraphina sighed. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⚑fire.net

Earlier, they were just leisurely following behind, and now suddenly speeding up, who knows why.

Seraphina curiously glanced at Desmond, "We’ve left the city, where are we actually going?"

Desmond, whose icy facade was unchanging, showed a gentle expression but remained mysterious, "You’ll know when we get there."

Recalling the last time he said this when they went to Flower City, leading her deep into the mountains, Seraphina wondered.

Today, as he said again, could it be he plans to take Jude and her mountain climbing in the middle of the night?

The thought of this possibility made Seraphina’s heart race. In this winter, she certainly didn’t want to be in the wilderness braving the cold wind.

Feeling Seraphina’s body suddenly tense, Jude, hugged in her arms, looked up with concern, "Mommy, are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh? I’m fine." Seraphina stiffened slightly, wondering how the child could be so sensitive.

She felt a bit guilty. Perhaps she wasn’t strong enough in front of Jude, always falling sick easily, causing him such worry.

"Are you unwell? Should we go back?" Hearing she was unwell, Desmond quickly pulled over, reaching out to feel her forehead. Feeling no fever, he felt somewhat reassured.

Amused by the worry on the father and son’s faces, Seraphina waved it off, saying, "No, I was just wondering if you planned to take me and our son mountain climbing again in the middle of the night? Just the thought of such a cold place made me shiver. I’m really fine."

This pair, so overly nervous.

"Is that really all?" Desmond asked with a hint of skepticism.

Seraphina raised both hands as a guarantee, "That’s really all. Do I look like someone who pretends to be strong?"

Jude and Desmond exchanged a glance and nodded in unison, "Yes!"

The atmosphere turned a bit awkward. Seraphina’s previously amused expression was frozen on her face as she reluctantly squeezed out a remark, "You two really give me no face at all."

Jude looked at her earnestly, his tone filled with sincerity: "Mommy, your dignity doesn’t work for us. You don’t need to feel embarrassed."

"You’re truly my dear son! Mommy will surely shower you with love today when we return!" Seraphina pinched Jude’s chubby cheeks and began to knead.

The cheeky boy, was he here just to stir things up?

"I think Mommy doesn’t look like she’s going to shower me with love, more like eat me," Jude pried her hand away, rubbing his now reddened face, an expression beyond his years indicating indulgence.

When will Mommy grow up? At her age, why is she still so childish?

Since they were out for fun, Seraphina didn’t want to bicker with this cheeky son, making mental notes to settle things when they got home.

As for Desmond, after Seraphina’s words, he looked a bit helpless: "Don’t worry, I definitely won’t take you into the mountains this time."

"Really?" Seraphina asked hurriedly.

"Yes," Desmond replied calmly.

Relieved that they weren’t going into the mountains, Seraphina wasn’t too concerned about where they were headed. As long as Jude and Desmond were by her side, she didn’t mind even if it was to the ends of the earth.

The key was, the family must stay together.

Upon arrival, the fireworks festival was just about to begin. Desmond had already prepared Jude’s tickets, and after presenting them, they made their way in.

Having never been to a place , Jude’s big eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Mommy, can Bayside City really hold a fireworks festival?" Jude, in the spirit of asking what he didn’t know, inquired.

Seraphina replied with a smile, "Fireworks and firecrackers aren’t allowed in the city, which is why it’s held out here in the suburbs."

"Makes sense," Jude nodded.

Desmond tightly grasped Seraphina’s hand, his handsome lips slightly curved, his cold voice laced with warmth, "There are lots of people, don’t get lost."

Understandingly, Seraphina quickly took hold of Jude.

The fireworks festival was bustling with people; if they didn’t hold hands, getting lost would be likely.

Unlike their first family trip to the amusement park, where hand-holding made hearts race, it had now become second nature.

Seraphina naturally returned Desmond’s grasp, her elegant brows arched, her eyes sparking with starlight, "Let’s go, how can we not visit so many little stalls?"

The so-called fireworks festival seemed more like a carnival.

People bustled around, small vendors were everywhere, selling a variety of snacks that dazzled the eyes, along with plenty of small games.