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Chapter 202

Noah r

ubbed his forehead, pressing hard. Meeting Chloe's deep ocean-like blue eyes made his heart skip a beat. After a long pause, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Noah asked, "What... what are we having for dinner tonight?"

Chloe let out a soft sigh and lowered her eyes. Before she could respond, Wyatt in the shopping cart spoke up first, "sauced beef steak"

"Exactly. We should buy some ribs," Noah said, pushing the shopping cart in the wrong direction. He said, "Wyatt, you are smart."

"Uncle Noah, you're going the wrong way. It's over there," Wyatt said as he pointed out

Noah adjusted the cart and backed it up.

Wyatt glanced at Chloe standing motionless. He thought, "What's with these two acting so weird? He asked, "Mommy, why are you standing there like that?"

Chloe frowned. She snapped out of it and clenched her fists. She thought, I must be losing it, seeing odd expressions in the eyes of someone with a mixed-up mind"

She took a deep breath and quickly caught up with Noah before he bought randomly. She picked out a few good ribs. When she put the ribs in the shopping cart, she noticed there were toys inside.

She asked, "Why are you guys buying so many toys?"

"Because Uncle Noah has never played with them," Wyatt explained, thinking it was childish but figuring if Noah wanted to play, let him play.

Chloe glanced up at Noah. Noah naturally looked away and scanned the area. He suggested, "Let's get some snacks too!" Seeing Noah's awkward way of walking, Chloe frowned, wondering if something was wrong with him. By the time they left the supermarket, it was already dark.

Noah let Chloe drive the car while he hopped into the back seat and started playing with the new toys they just bought. He thought, 'Why don't they seem as fun as before they were bought?"

Noah said to Wyatt, "You can have all these; consider them gifts from me."

Wyatt looked dismissive and said, "They are so childish. I don't want to play with them. My mom bought me way cooler

stuff."

asked, "Cooler stuff?" He thought, Maybe with cooler stuff, I won't overthink. It must

seeing such a small place; amusingly, he didn't feel like

covered every

How do you manage to juggle work and take such great care of Wyatt at

care of, he wouldn't have gotten

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to have little accidents. You're doing great, Noah said, then eagerly

her tracks when she heard

Chloe carried her things to the kitchen. While prepping dinner, she'd occasionally look up and see Noah and Wyatt playing with toys on the living room carpet. Noah was playing more enthusiastically than Wyatt. She forced herself not to look, telling herself that this warmth wasn't

thought, 'Noah doesn't know anything now, so it doesn't matter. But once he remembers everything, he definitely won't

was ready, it

by the aroma, Noah and Wyatt

Chloe reminded Wyatt, and Noah immediately carried Wyatt

stool, and Noah stood behind him, his large hands full of white suds as he scrubbed

thought, Is it what they call family bonds? I have never seen Wyatt

fumes get in your eyes?" Noah asked as he leaned in

up an excuse to

said, "Next time, you teach me, and I'll

with the sincerity in Noah's eyes, Chloe's heart skipped a beat. 'Next time? Are you coming again?" she

just sat down at the dining table,

a guy around, food definitely wouldn't go to

was like

you eaten all

said, "Delicious, right? My mom's cooking is the best. But Uncle Noah, you can't eat that much. Haven't you

starving all day. If it weren't for those two cake samples and three sausages at the supermarket, I wouldn't have made it till now," Noah said while still stuffing food into his mouth. Wyatt had just put a piece of rib in his mouth and immediately spat it back into the bowl. He thought, "That is embarrassing. He asked, "Mommy, why

I guess I added too

the meal, Noah

up, Chloe was

blood, he's feeling dizzy. Wyatt Stevens tugged on Noah's hair again. He asked, "Am I

"Yes,

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