Seeing her daughter bite her then run back, Vanessa Armstrong grew even angrier, she quickly turned back, grabbed her daughter’s arm, and walked, "Come, come back home with me, no more making a scene!"
"I don’t want to!" Seraphina Shaw clung tightly to her dad, unwilling to leave with her. On the other side, Oliver Shaw watched the mother and daughter without interfering or speaking. Full of anger, Seraphina Shaw slapped her daughter, crying out.
"Can’t you be more understanding? You insisted on causing trouble to come to T City, now dad has seen it too, and your birthday has passed. What’s the point of throwing a tantrum now? Do you really think you’re some pampered heiress? Who’s going to indulge your every whim? Come on, come back with me, and you’re not allowed to come to T City ever again!"
Vanessa Armstrong’s words were clearly emotional, scolding her daughter for being thoughtless while tears fell from her eyes. Meanwhile, after being slapped by her mother, Seraphina Shaw cried even harder and clung to her dad even tighter.
Seeing that her daughter still refused to leave with her, Vanessa Armstrong angrily raised her hand to slap again, but before it could land, she was sternly stopped by Oliver Shaw, "Enough! She’s just a child, why hit her!"
He then coaxed his daughter, lowering his head, "Seraphina, don’t cry. After eating the cake, daddy and Seraphina will go back to the hotel together. Once daddy has made arrangements, I’ll bring Seraphina over here to school,"
"Really?"
Seraphina stopped crying and sniffled before looking up at her dad. Oliver Shaw wiped her tears away, "When has daddy ever broken a promise to Seraphina?"
Seraphina pouted, then turned her head to look at Vanessa Armstrong, "Mommy, daddy said he will bring Seraphina to study here, so I can see daddy every day."
Vanessa was delighted with the success of her ploy, but she put on a troubled expression and said, "Husband, don’t spoil the child too much. If your sister finds out..."
"Hmph! What would a woman who only knows shopping and playing cards understand!"
...
After eating the cake, Oliver Shaw returned to the hotel with the mother and daughter, instructing his secretary to say he was drunk if the family called.
After bathing her daughter, Seraphina Shaw lay in the center of the large bed, rarely sleeping together with both parents. The little girl grasped the hand of each parent, smiling even in her sleep.
"Husband, let’s go to sleep," Vanessa turned off the bedside lamp on one side as her daughter fell asleep. Just as she was about to lie down, on the other side of the bed, Oliver Shaw looked at her with a teasing smile and asked, "Don’t you miss me?"
Vanessa bit her lip, obviously shy, "I do..."
"Then come here quick." Oliver Shaw opened his arms. Glancing at the sleeping child, Vanessa felt a bit awkward, "Seraphina is here..."
"Come here!" His tone brooked no argument. Hesitating for a moment, Vanessa got off the bed, circled around from the foot of the bed, and as soon as she approached, Oliver Shaw pulled her into his embrace. She had barely uttered a cry of surprise when her lips were sealed.
The man, over fifty but maintained as if he were in his forties, was still robust and strong. Pressing Vanessa beneath him, his adept hands grasped their target, their teasing and kneading movements showed the expertise of a seasoned lover.
"Husband~~" Vanessa moaned softly, "Seraphina is here..."
"To the bathroom!" Three words fell, and Oliver Shaw had already rolled off the bed, lifting Vanessa quickly and heading to the bathroom, his agile gait not betraying his age.
On the large bed, Seraphina Shaw continued to sleep sweetly, while the bathroom was ablaze with passion, the frantic sounds of impact mingled with Vanessa’s moans, composing a corrupt symphony.