Chapter 227
Ethan watched Seven’s retreating back, muttering to himself: “Is my face that terrifying, or am I just incredibly ugly p>
He held up his phone and scrutinized himself repeatedly-his features were regular; while perhaps not exquisite, they definitely qualified as “handsome p>
So, leaning against the railing, he took a selfie and posted it to his social feed: “Kids run when they see me. Why on earth p>
The message had just gone out when a notification from Kingsley arrived: [Come down. Don’t disturb them p>
Ethan looked at it, his first reaction being “Kingsley isn’t going to settle the score with me, is he?” He hurriedly sent a voice message back: [Going down is no problem, but you can’t hit me, okay p>
Kingsley only replied: [Down p>
Ethan put away his phone and waved at Seven in the distance, wanting to say goodbye.
But the little guy acted as if he hadn’t seen anything and immediately turned his head to the side.
Ethan’s heart was pricked again: “Am I really that awful p>
Pondering this all the way down, he failed to find Kingsley and Xavier in the cabin, so he walked outside. Sure enough, he saw Kingsley leaning against the railing.
“Hey, my nephew hides when he sees me. Do I look that scary?” he approached and asked.
Kingsley remembered what Seven had said earlier, and the cold, hard corners of his mouth actually hooked up slightly. “His mother taught him well. Don’t talk to strangers p>
Ethan suddenly realized, “Oh! So he thinks I’m a human trafficker p>
“Don’t talk nonsense in front of him. Who you are isn’t important,” Kingsley said coldly.
Before getting Lucy’s permission, he would absolutely not rashly let the child know these things.
Ethan slapped his forehead, understanding instantly. “Right! I get it p>
Xavier, standing to the side, couldn’t help but curve his lips. “Dr. Sterling, your reaction time is indeed a bit slow p>
“Hey, getting old, brain doesn’t work so fast anymore!” Ethan laughed at himself.
The corners of Kingsley’s mouth rose slightly again. That small figure flashed through his mind, fight alongside Lucy’s face, and the hope he’d kept buried for so long started to catch fire again.
He wouldn’t give up. They would be the one thing that really mattered in his entire life.
At that moment, a speedboat cut through the waves and stopped steadily alongside the cruise ship.
“Leaving directly like this?” Ethan looked at the speedboat and asked, somewhat surprised.
Kingsley replied faintly, “Returning to the country p>
“Huh? Going back?” Ethan couldn’t help but press for answers as he followed onto the speedboat. “Are you really planning to stop chasing her? That guy named Holt is so attentive to Lucy. Aren’t you afraid p>
Kingsley didn’t answer. He simply lowered his eyes, tapped open the long-silent project group chat on his phone, and sent out a friend request again.
In the note field, he typed word by word: “Have fun with the child. I won’t disturb you. Before getting your consent, I won’t rashly recognize the child. You’ve taught him very well. Thank you p>
This was the first time in his life Kingsley had sent such a long text, and in a friend request message no less.
After sending the message, he looked up at Ethan beside him and asked, “I’m going back. What about you p>
Ethan raised a hand to fix his hair,
which was messy from the sea breeze, his tone teasing, “Where else
cant go? If you two really get into a
fight, you’ll need me to break it up
and apply the medicine, won’t you p>
Kingsley didn’t reply. His fingers tapped the screen lightly as he sent a message to Thurston: [Waiting for your explanation p>
The other party replied almost instantly: [Brother, I really wronged you on this. There’s nothing to say. I’m waiting for you back home p>