Revenge After Death

Chapter 657

"You're already an adult. You should have your own thoughts and not be easily swayed by others. You should also live your own life, so you should learn how to stand for yourself, Steven calmly said, looking at Rachel. She remained silent and continued eating her steak. We said nothing more, and the kids were also quietly eating their own food.

Xan quietly played with her Rubik's cube, her presence often going unnoticed. She seemed to have a knack for quickly transforming it into patterns or even words that she liked.

The tiny squares of the Rubik's cube would have given a headache to most people, but she was always having a great time with it.

Ashton seemed to have a natural instinct to look after and protect Xan since birth. With great effort, he cut the steak and pushed it over to Xan. He then patted her head and urged her to eat first.

Both of them seemed to have an unspoken emotional connection-they knew what the other was trying to say just by sharing a glance.

"Now that I'm looking, both Ashton and Xan took after their father.' I glanced at Steven, noticing how his unique mixed-race genes were reflected in the kids. Their deep-set eyes, high nose bridges, long eyelashes, and pale skin were traits of his.

He carefully studied them and said, 'I think they took after their mother instead."

I simply smiled without replying. After all, they were the products of both of our genes.

We dropped Rachel off at home after dinner.

The entire trip was so peaceful it gave me the illusion that we were just an ordinary family leading a normal life-having dinner with friends and our children, going shopping together, buying things we liked, and enjoying our favorite snacks.

candy, Steven." We drove around Huma for a bit after leaving Rachel's place. We passed someone selling cotton candy by the roadside,

went down to buy some cotton candy, but he only came

'Did you not get any for Ashton

if

of the car to

not very good at this whole fatherhood thing. "I laughed amusedly before handing the cotton candy

head and said, "Dad bought it for you, Mom. You

he wasn't the most reliable father, the

us were a family by blood, we still felt like strangers to each other. While Steven and I were relatively familiar with each other, we were just

food truck. Other female customers were busy taking photos of him. It was mainly because he was just too adorable and lovable, looking

Steven's. He bought four servings in total-one for me, one for Steven, and

at the two servings in hand, feeling extremely loved

have one, or you'll end up with rotten teeth." Steven even got jealous

and handed it to Ashton.

looked

of my cotton candy. It tasted just like how it

was shrouded in fog. I

played with Stevie in the courtyard