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.

fast. Slow down.” Yvonne thought I’d go easy on her like I always did, but today, I just zoomed

up that she started stomping

go again. I’m definitely going to beat you this time,” Yvonne said, her stubborn streak flaring

bring it on,” I replied, nodding

grass with her knees

“It’s not fair. You’re a grown–up. Of

reminded her sternly, “Pick

bullying me.” Yvonne hugged her knees to

didn’t believe that gentle encouragement would work on Yvonne anymore. Maybe it

wide–eyed and a little lost. The moment I got to two, she jumped up and scrambled to pick up the toys, yelling, “Mom, stop

trailer and hauled it back to the toy

“You said the loser has to listen, right? Well, I want you to pull up all those weeds over there. No dinner until

“Mom, please don’t make me do this. You’re the

to work,” I said,

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