Chapter 541 Sweet Love of the Middle-aged

On a bright and breezy day, Carter drove to the seaside, carrying Eleanor's urn.

I didn't go with him for the final send-off. After all, I hadn't spent much time with Eleanor.

If anything, the few times she did see me, she was probably busy scheming how to get rid of me.

Compared to her, I much preferred Amber, who got up at three in the morning to make breakfast for me.

I watched them from a distance by the shore. Amber was crying her heart out, with Dominic by her side, comforting her.

Pushing the stroller, I stood with the children, gazing at the vast ocean.

The sea breeze swept past us as the little ones reached out, trying to catch the seagulls soaring overhead.

I tapped Everett's tiny nose. "You have to grow up fast. When you're older, Mommy will take you clamming. The beach is so much fun-there are tiny shrimp, little fish, and even seaweed."

They had no idea what I was talking about, but since I sounded so serious, they listened just as seriously.

Everett and Everly were almost seven months old now. They could already sit up. In fact, Everly had even started showing signs of crawling these past two days.

Right before my eyes, the children were growing, little by little.

I gazed out at the deep blue sea, but the wind couldn't blow away the heaviness in my heart.

My sister, are you doing alright on the other side?

Everyone had given up searching for Alice. It had been over a year-if she were dead, her body would have been gone by now.

And if she were alive, why hadn't she reached out?

Even Amber hadn't received any news confirming that Taylor was still alive.

By all accounts, Alice was most likely dead. But I couldn't shake the lingering hope in my heart, wishing for a miracle.

One day, Alice would return.

She would be in for a shock when she did-back then, I had just gotten pregnant, and now, my babies were all grown up.

After staying in Snowville for a while, another winter arrived. Carter had finally settled matters with the Bolton family, and he took me back to Jaford.

We flew on a private jet. Though the flight was long, being with family made it feel easy.

Once we reached cruising altitude, I placed Everett and Everly on the carpet. Everly sat and played with a rattle, while Everett lay on his stomach, trying to crawl.

At his age, though, he had all the intent but none of the strength. His soft belly pressed against the floor, his limbs flailing like a tiny turtle-it was ridiculously cute.

Lucian, ever the troublemaker, plopped right onto Everett's back, shouting, "Giddy-up! Giddy-up!"

Bill grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him up. "Kiddo, that's not how you play!"

blinked his big, innocent eyes, as

you always let

"Daddy, giddy-up."

can play horsey all you want when we get home, but not on the plane. It's dangerous. Now go sit in your seat like

nap, stretching

arrogance vanished. His little face scrunched up

the phrase: As long as your acting is flawless, you

immediately smacked Bill hard on the back.

Without even explaining himself, he simply peeled an orange and handed it to her. "You just woke up- have some

me start to wonder ... Had Bill

averted my gaze. I didn't need to

been exhausted lately, so he was catching up on

Harlan stood pitifully by the door, knocking. "Zoey, darling, let me sleep with you. I swear I won't

didn't open her door. Instead, Carter's

even wait for Harlan to

Carter gets grumpy when

his murderous look, I silently

Good luck.

the plane finally landed, and

made it back to the small

we stepped off the helicopter, I saw a tall figure standing not

come to pick

refined and gentle demeanor. As he approached,

up the moment he saw him. He buried his little face into Nicholas's neck,

"Papa! Papa!"

they could tell

was just

stroked Lucian's head. "Did you miss

"Miss! I miss Papa!"

"I missed you too."

Philippa. "You

fine. How's everything at

The orchids you planted have bloomed. Also, Goldie found himself a girlfriend somewhere She's quite docile,

practically sizzled

Could Philippa

cleared his

was as if he wanted to remind them

Nicholas, however, completely

him and turned to

told me you'd

made all the arrangements. Please, make yourselves at

"Thanks, Nicholas."

and knelt to

focus on was Carter's so- called "death curse." I never even took the

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