Chapter 233
The car’s heater wrapped them in a cozy warmth. Unable to fight off her exhaustion, Lucy soon tilted her head to the side and drifted off to sleep.
Kingsley’s eyes lingered on her limp arm. Seeing that Seven was also sound asleep, he worried the child might slip and fall. He moved quietly, carefully lifting the little boy into his own arms.
He then grabbed a blanket and gently draped it over Lucy.
The nanny in the back seat noticed and quickly offered in a hushed voice, “Mr. Sherwood, should I hold him p>
Kingsley gazed down at the steadily breathing child in his arms, his voice laced with a rare tenderness. “It’s fine. I’ve got him p>
His arms held the boy with a stiff, cautious tenderness, his heart aching with a mixture of overwhelming love and raw nerves.
His usually somber gaze was now overflowing with affection, completely softened by the moment.
Seven shifted in his sleep. His little hand twitched as if reaching out to touch him, before dropping back down gently-just an unconscious movement.
Yet Kingsley’s heart skipped a beat, a rush of pure elation following right after.
Keeping his eyes locked on his son’s sleeping face, Kingsley asked the nanny softly, “Is he… always this well-behaved p>
The nanny nodded quickly in agreement. “Oh, yes. The Young Master is always a good boy. He rarely throws tantrums p>
Kingsley then looked over at the sleeping Lucy, his gaze darting between her lips and Seven’s. They had the exact same mouth.
A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the affection in his eyes growing even deeper.
A moment later, he took out his phone and tapped the screen, sending a quick text to Xavier.
Kingsley maintained the exact same posture, barely daring to breathe, terrified that the slightest shift would wake the boy.
Even when his arms went numb from the prolonged stiffness, he couldn’t bear to move an inch, simply letting the ache spread through his muscles.
Forty minutes later, Lucy woke up.
She instinctively reached out and felt the soft blanket. Panic struck her, and her eyes flew open.
Realizing there was a blanket over her, she opened her mouth to snap at Kingsley, only for her gaze to land on Seven, fast asleep in his arms. She swallowed her harsh words.
Stifling her flare of anger, she reached for a bottle of water nearby, twisting off the cap and taking a few sips to calm herself down.
Kingsley noticed her stir and looked up, keeping his voice incredibly soft. “You’re awake p>
Fearing she would misunderstand, he hastily explained.
“You fell asleep, and I was worried he’d slip, so I took the liberty of holding him. I wasn’t trying to take him from you p>
In the front seat, the driver caught the exchange through the rearview mirror and was secretly stunned. This was arguably the mast Cautious and submissive he had ever seen Mr. Sherwood.
Lucy didn’t say a word.
It wasn’t that she didn’t mind; she just didn’t want to shuffle around and wake Seven
up.
She took out her phone. The moment the screen lit up, she saw a message from Jane: *I want to come see you p>
Lucy’s fingers flew across the
keyboard in response: *Don’t be ridiculous. If you do that, I’ll never dare come back again. Mr. Thurston will think I came back just to steal you away from him. I’ll bring Seven to see you guys tomorrow
Pausing, she added another text: *I barely slept on the plane. I just want to rest tonight p>
Jane’s reply came quickly: *Alright fine, I’ll come find you both tomorrow morning p>
Lucy put her phone away. Just as she leaned back against the seat, she heard Kingsley’s gentle, tentative voice beside her Could we hold off on introducing me to Seven? Just let me spend time with him as a stranger for now. Is that okay?” Cóntent