Chapter 118

In no time, she tugged over a little wagon stacked high with her toy race cars.

Yvonne sorted them out one by one and then handed me a remote control. “Mom, let’s race.”

I looked at her, a swirl of emotions in my chest. I just couldn’t bring myself to leave her behind. She was still so little. Whenever she flitted in front of me, I’d always space out for a moment.

“Mom, hurry up. Let’s play. The loser has to do whatever the winner says,” Yvonne pleaded, pouting at me.

That actually got me interested. “Really? The loser really has to obey?”

Yvonne nodded eagerly. “Promise. No backing out.”

That look on her face really fired up my competitive spirit.

No matter how smart Yvonne was, she was still just a kid. In my previous life, whenever we played games, I’d always let her win on purpose, just so she could taste what victory felt like.

Then I’d shower her with praise, using encouragement as my way of teaching her.

I always did, but

worked up that she started stomping her

you this time,” Yvonne said, her

it on,” I replied,

again. Yvonne sat on the grass with her knees tucked under her, lips pouting, and

fair. You’re a grown–up. Of course, you’re faster than me. This

reminded her sternly, “Pick those up

bullying me.” Yvonne hugged her knees to her chest

didn’t believe that gentle encouragement would work on Yvonne anymore. Maybe it was time to try some tough love and see if the old ways could

little lost. The moment I got to two, she jumped up and scrambled to pick up

watched as she packed up all her toys into her trailer and hauled it back

said the loser has to listen, right? Well, I

please don’t make me do

work,” I said, totally unmoved

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