Chapter 334
"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," Dexter calmly said, looking at Violette. 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 Dexter, 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 Violette 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.
"I want some cotton candy, Dexter." We drove around Huma for a bit after leaving Violette’s place. We passed someone selling cotton candy by the roadside, and I suddenly had a craving for it.