You Are My One and Only

Chapter 180

Sylvie was over the moon as this was her first time coming here. "Scott, Stellan, do you think it's high over here? It's very high over here, right? It took us so long to get here by elevator." Slipping out of Isaac's arms, she ran into the restaurant toward the French window, wanting to see how high the place was.

However, before she could reach the French window, she saw Patricia, upon which she stopped in her tracks and walked step by step toward the latter. "Hmm? Tricia, why are you here too? Who is this mister?" Tilting her head to one side, she looked at Ryan with crossed eyes.

Upon seeing Sylvie, Ryan thought the little girl was very adorable. She even knows how to go cross-eyed, he thought.

Patricia was even more surprised, though. "Why are you here, Sylvie?"

Sylvie pouted her lips toward one side. "I'm not the only one being here; Scott and Stellan are here, too."

Ryan saw Isaac as well, but he thought the latter posed no threat to him. After all, he would get engaged to Adeline in three days. He thought that the three kids had to be the children of Isaac's relative. Does he wanna let Tricia help him babysit the children again? No, I'm gonna object to that. Tricia is off work right now.

Patricia looked at the man and the two boys nearby. The three of them were all dressed in black overcoats, though her two sons' overcoats were small. The three of them really look like one another. Even the way they look at people is similar, she thought. Their eyes were dark and fathomless, with a hint of scrutiny that made one feel guilty. After darting a look at Ryan across from her, she replied, "This is Mr. Hudson."

Sylvie looked at Ryan before waving at him. "Hi!"

Scott and Stellan nodded to Ryan in greeting, but their expressions were somewhat frosty. They were able to tell that Isaac was upset because their mother had gone out on a date with another man. What the hell is going on in her mind? The man across from her is way too inferior compared to Mr. Arnold. Not only is he not as handsome as Mr. Arnold, but he isn't as smart as the latter either. Just look at how he looks at this moment. He's totally clueless about what's going on.

Isaac strode toward the best seat in the outermost glass house. The glass house was a specialty of this place, though it was very difficult for ordinary people to make a reservation there. Even Ryan was unable to make a reservation there despite his best efforts.

Sylvie looked at Patricia, then her two brothers. I can't be bothered about it now. I like Mr. Handsome the most, anyway, she thought while entering the glass house after Isaac. She could be heard giggling as she and the man stood inside the glass house while looking at the scenery outside.

Patricia looked at her two sons before saying to Ryan, "The three of them are my kids. Triplets, actually."