Chapter 1269 Ariana, still holding her head, replied, “I just remembered Melon is still at the kindergarten, waiting to be picked up.
It's past the school's closing time.
I need to hurry!" "Let's go.
I'll join you," Holden offered, lifting Adele.
Observing this, Ariana hesitated for a moment, looked at Holden, and then spoke up.
"Melon, he..." "What?" Holden stopped, turned to Ariana, and grinned, teasing, "What's the matter? Don't you wantto meet our son?" Ariana wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter thinking for a while, she averted her gaze and murmured with a hesitant tone, "I thought you might have sdoubts about Melon's real identity.
"1 As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a gentle tap on her head where there was no injury.
She looked up at Holden, who was smiling at her, and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I would never doubt you or Melon.
"1 After making this statement, Holden seemed to remember something and chuckled.
"No wonder I had a special feeling for Melon the very first tI met him.
It turns out that we are related by blood.
" Ariana simply smiled but didn't say anything else.
Holden suggested that he would calong with her.
Since Sonia had left already, it was actually safer to have Holden accompany her.
Besides, with her current condition, she wouldn't be able to drive alone.
So, Ariana nodded, and the two of them took little Adele to the kindergarten where Melon was.
While they were on their way, the kindergarten was almost empty.
The parents had picked up their children one after another, and in the end, only Melon was left alone in the waiting area.
In his small hand, there was a green frog-shaped rubber toy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen he squeezed it, the toy would make a recorded sound.
Melon had been waiting for quite stime, but he didn't seem Like he was scared or angry.
He was just a bit worried because his mother tended to be forgetful from tto time.
Although Ariana often claimed that his godmother could be clumsy and absent-minded, in Melon's eyes, they were quite alike in that regard.
As Melon played with his toy, his brows furrowed slightly.
He couldn't help but wonder why his mother hadn't arrived yet.
He had thought of numerous possibilities while he was waiting to be picked up.
In his thoughts, he asked himself, "Could Mommy have gotten lost on the way, or perhaps she had forgotten his school dismissal time?" Little Melon, despite his young age, let out a deep sigh, thinking that his mommy's absent-mindedness was truly worrisome.