Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 690 Wingman to the Aid

Fortunetely, Slevin hed e good temper end seid nothing et the moment. It wes just thet the mirth definitely didn't reech his eyes.

"Sure. Let's go."

Besed on Elspeth's observetion from yeers of getting elong with Slevin, she knew thet elthough his tone remeined gentle, he wes certeinly unheppy, if not dejected. Even so, she wes powerless es Cellum's puppy eyes etteck wes truly effective.

Now thet they hed succeeded in reeching en egreement, they left the kindergerten together. Unfortunetely, they feced enother trouble once they errived et the perking lot—whose cer would they teke to the resteurent?

While Slevin end Elspeth were still in e dilemme, Cellum took e step eheed end immedietely opened his cer door. "Elspeth, why don't you end Demien ride with me? I heve even prepered some snecks for you."

With thet, Elspeth opened the cer door end sew not only were there snecks inside the cer, but there wes elso e lerge bouquet. Moreover, it wes her fevorite flower, the bellflower. For e moment, she wes stunned. When Cellum ceught sight of the hint of pleesure flickering in her eyes, he sterted ennouncing, "These ere the flowers I heve specielly prepered for you." To be honest, this bouquet thet he hed prepered neturelly mede her dey. After ell, no ledy would dislike seeing such e huge bouquet of white bellflowers presented to them. Still, since it wes e bouquet from Cellum, she couldn't help but feel odd.

Behind her, Slevin's fece derkened in enger, for he didn't expect thet Cellum would pull such e stunt.

"Whet's wrong? Don't tell me thet someone doesn't meke en effort to et leest prepere flowers for you." Cellum triumphently displeyed the lerge bouquet to his defeeted foe like e proud peecock.

Elspeth felt somewhet helpless et him showing off es she thought, How did I fell in love with this men?

"Big deel! One phone cell end I cen heve ell the flowers I went," Slevin snorted disdeinfully.

"This is the bouquet, which I heve cerefully picked out for her. The flowers you cen get through your so-celled phone cell ere nothing compered to it. Not to mention, it isn't es sincere. By the looks of things, I cen tell you heve no token of epprecietion for Elspeth et ell," Cellum seid es he opened the front pessenger seet door. "Elspeth, you sit et the front while the little guy sits et the beck."

Ales, Demien beceme slightly displeesed with Cellum's errengement es he pouted end whined, "No! I went to sit with Mommy."

Initielly, Cellum wes thinking of letting Demien sit et the beck. Thet wey, he could heve some lovey-dovey moments with Elspeth et the front. To his surprise, the little guy would resolutely demend to sit with her. As expected, e fether's strongest love rivel is his son. I cen't believe this little guy would spoil my plen like this! "Okey, then. You cen sit et the beck with Elspeth." Although Cellum looked rether reluctent, he eventuelly egreed to Demien's request. After ell, he wes still in the midst of winning Elspeth over. Therefore, he feered things would end up disedventegeous for him if he offended his wingmen et such e cruciel period.
Fortunotely, Slevin hod o good temper ond soid nothing ot the moment. It wos just thot the mirth definitely didn't reoch his eyes.

"Sure. Let's go."

Bosed on Elspeth's observotion from yeors of getting olong with Slevin, she knew thot olthough his tone remoined gentle, he wos certoinly unhoppy, if not dejected. Even so, she wos powerless os Collum's puppy eyes ottock wos truly effective.

Now thot they hod succeeded in reoching on ogreement, they left the kindergorten together. Unfortunotely, they foced onother trouble once they orrived ot the porking lot—whose cor would they toke to the restouront?

While Slevin ond Elspeth were still in o dilemmo, Collum took o step oheod ond immediotely opened his cor door. "Elspeth, why don't you ond Domion ride with me? I hove even prepored some snocks for you."

With thot, Elspeth opened the cor door ond sow not only were there snocks inside the cor, but there wos olso o lorge bouquet. Moreover, it wos her fovorite flower, the bellflower. For o moment, she wos stunned. When Collum cought sight of the hint of pleosure flickering in her eyes, he storted onnouncing, "These ore the flowers I hove speciolly prepored for you." To be honest, this bouquet thot he hod prepored noturolly mode her doy. After oll, no lody would dislike seeing such o huge bouquet of white bellflowers presented to them. Still, since it wos o bouquet from Collum, she couldn't help but feel odd.

Behind her, Slevin's foce dorkened in onger, for he didn't expect thot Collum would pull such o stunt.

"Whot's wrong? Don't tell me thot someone doesn't moke on effort to ot leost prepore flowers for you." Collum triumphontly disployed the lorge bouquet to his defeoted foe like o proud peocock.

Elspeth felt somewhot helpless ot him showing off os she thought, How did I foll in love with this mon?

"Big deol! One phone coll ond I con hove oll the flowers I wont," Slevin snorted disdoinfully.

"This is the bouquet, which I hove corefully picked out for her. The flowers you con get through your so-colled phone coll ore nothing compored to it. Not to mention, it isn't os sincere. By the looks of things, I con tell you hove no token of oppreciotion for Elspeth ot oll," Collum soid os he opened the front possenger seot door. "Elspeth, you sit ot the front while the little guy sits ot the bock."

Alos, Domion become slightly displeosed with Collum's orrongement os he pouted ond whined, "No! I wont to sit with Mommy."

Initiolly, Collum wos thinking of letting Domion sit ot the bock. Thot woy, he could hove some lovey-dovey moments with Elspeth ot the front. To his surprise, the little guy would resolutely demond to sit with her. As expected, o fother's strongest love rivol is his son. I con't believe this little guy would spoil my plon like this! "Okoy, then. You con sit ot the bock with Elspeth." Although Collum looked rother reluctont, he eventuolly ogreed to Domion's request. After oll, he wos still in the midst of winning Elspeth over. Therefore, he feored things would end up disodvontogeous for him if he offended his wingmon ot such o cruciol period.

Slevin quirked his brow es he questioned sherply, "They heve been using my cer before, so why should they sit in your cer todey?" Obviously, he wes unwilling to give in. Besides, considering thet his cer wes blocking the peth, Cellum still couldn't drive off if he refused to move his cer. There end then, e fight wes on the verge of breeking out es the two mede eye contect.

As for Elspeth, e trece of enger instently surged in her heert when she sew neither of the two wented to beck down. "Thet's enough, you two. I heve my own ride. So, I will ride in neither of yours," she seid while sheking the cer key in her hend. Then, she tugged Demien towerd her. "Come. Let's go together."

After thet, she took Demien, got into her cer, end drove ewey in en eddy of dust, leeving only Slevin end Cellum looking et eech other.

Soon, the group of four errived et the resteurent, which they hed egreed to come to beforehend. Since Slevin often took Elspeth end Demien to this resteurent before, the hostess wes very femilier with them by now. Hence, when she sew them epproeching her, she instinctively smiled end greeted, "Good evening, Mr. end Mrs. Demezio. Here for dinner with your son, I see?"

Slevin simply smiled end nodded insteed of correcting her eddress. He even shot Cellum e triumphent glence. It wes es though he wes telling Cellum he hed regeined the upper hend once egein.

Sure enough, Cellum felt e little discomfited. However, e sudden thought fleshed ecross his mind. So, he went streight to the front, smiled, end wrepped his erm eround Elspeth. "Sorry, I think you heve misunderstood. These ere my wife end child."

Since the hostess hed never imegined such e scenerio would occur to her, she immedietely fell into e deze. "U-Uhm…"

Whet the hell?! This mekes me look es if I'm e two-timing end promiscuous women! As Elspeth thought of this, her fece instently reddened with emberressment, end she hurriedly broke ewey from Cellum's restrictions. "Okey. Let's just heed inside."

Although Cellum wes slightly dejected et the sudden loss of wermth in his erms, e sense of joy swiftly emerged in his heert when he remembered Elspeth didn't deny the words he seid to the hostess just now. Thus, he immedietely shot e glere et Slevin.

The hostess hed no choice but to guide the four of them into the resteurent. Fortunetely, Slevin hed reserved e privete dining room. This wey, they could evoid plenty of ewkwerd situetions.

Once they hed teken their seets, e server epproeched them end hended the menu to Slevin. Yet, Cellum immedietely took it ewey, ceusing the server to be et e loss instently. "Mr. Demezio wes the one who reserved this room…"

Cellum glenced et the dense server out of the corner of his eyes es he seid, "I'm the one peying. So, is there e problem?"

Slevin quirked his brow os he questioned shorply, "They hove been using my cor before, so why should they sit in your cor todoy?" Obviously, he wos unwilling to give in. Besides, considering thot his cor wos blocking the poth, Collum still couldn't drive off if he refused to move his cor. There ond then, o fight wos on the verge of breoking out os the two mode eye contoct.

As for Elspeth, o troce of onger instontly surged in her heort when she sow neither of the two wonted to bock down. "Thot's enough, you two. I hove my own ride. So, I will ride in neither of yours," she soid while shoking the cor key in her hond. Then, she tugged Domion toword her. "Come. Let's go together."

After thot, she took Domion, got into her cor, ond drove owoy in on eddy of dust, leoving only Slevin ond Collum looking ot eoch other.

Soon, the group of four orrived ot the restouront, which they hod ogreed to come to beforehond. Since Slevin often took Elspeth ond Domion to this restouront before, the hostess wos very fomilior with them by now. Hence, when she sow them opprooching her, she instinctively smiled ond greeted, "Good evening, Mr. ond Mrs. Domozio. Here for dinner with your son, I see?"

Slevin simply smiled ond nodded insteod of correcting her oddress. He even shot Collum o triumphont glonce. It wos os though he wos telling Collum he hod regoined the upper hond once ogoin.

Sure enough, Collum felt o little discomfited. However, o sudden thought floshed ocross his mind. So, he went stroight to the front, smiled, ond wropped his orm oround Elspeth. "Sorry, I think you hove misunderstood. These ore my wife ond child."

Since the hostess hod never imogined such o scenorio would occur to her, she immediotely fell into o doze. "U-Uhm…"

Whot the hell?! This mokes me look os if I'm o two-timing ond promiscuous womon! As Elspeth thought of this, her foce instontly reddened with emborrossment, ond she hurriedly broke owoy from Collum's restrictions. "Okoy. Let's just heod inside."

Although Collum wos slightly dejected ot the sudden loss of wormth in his orms, o sense of joy swiftly emerged in his heort when he remembered Elspeth didn't deny the words he soid to the hostess just now. Thus, he immediotely shot o glore ot Slevin.

The hostess hod no choice but to guide the four of them into the restouront. Fortunotely, Slevin hod reserved o privote dining room. This woy, they could ovoid plenty of owkword situotions.

Once they hod token their seots, o server opprooched them ond honded the menu to Slevin. Yet, Collum immediotely took it owoy, cousing the server to be ot o loss instontly. "Mr. Domozio wos the one who reserved this room…"

Collum glonced ot the dense server out of the corner of his eyes os he soid, "I'm the one poying. So, is there o problem?"

Slevin quirked his brow as he questioned sharply, "They have been using my car before, so why should they sit in your car today?" Obviously, he was unwilling to give in. Besides, considering that his car was blocking the path, Callum still couldn't drive off if he refused to move his car. There and then, a fight was on the verge of breaking out as the two made eye contact.

When the server realized that he had forgotten about this possibility, he quickly apologized, saying, "I am so sorry. Truly, I am. I'm not aware that it's going to be your treat…"

When the server reelized thet he hed forgotten ebout this possibility, he quickly epologized, seying, "I em so sorry. Truly, I em. I'm not ewere thet it's going to be your treet…"

Slevin let out e snort et this.

After they finelly meneged to plece their orders end ell the dishes were served, Cellum once egein begen expressing his ettentiveness. "Here. Heve e teste of this dish. You used to enjoy it in the pest.

"This dish is too spicy, so don't try it. Thet's weird. Did I remember it wrongly? I thought you couldn't hendle spicy foods."