Yvette and Xavier immediately separated, their faces flushed with embarrassment. “Noah, why are you up?” Yvette asked. Her face felt like it was on fire.
Noah wasn’t as innocent as he appeared. He knew his bastard father was trying to get close to Yvette again. Yvette was too naive; he couldn’t let her be deceived again. Noah walked down the stairs. “It’s too boring upstairs. Mr. Xavier, can you come play outside with me?”
“But it’s late-“
Yvette began to say, but Xavier interrupted, “Sure.”
As a man, how could he not sense Noah’s hostility toward him? Xavier didn’t like the brat at all.
However, since Noah was Yvette’s son, Xavier had to be with Noah if he wanted to keep Yvette by his side. Otherwise, he would’ve thrown both kids into the river to feed the fish by now. Yvette felt warm inside as she watched the father-son duo go out for a walk together.
She didn’t realize that as soon as they were outside, Noah bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, and formed it into a ball. He then hurled it at Xavier’s back.
Xavier’s steps halted, and his cold eyes turned toward Noah.
Noah tensed up when he saw Xavier look at him, momentarily forgetting that Xavier couldn’t see. His heart almost jumped out of his chest.
“Mister, let’s have a snowball fight, okay?” he suggested, feeling a bit scared at that moment.
“I can’t see. How am I supposed to play a snowball fight with you?” Xavier knew the kid was up to no good. Indeed, another man’s child was never as good as one’s own could be. If he and Yvette had children together, they would never be as annoying as this brat here.
Using his privileges as a child, Noah started whining, “No, I want to have a snowball fight with you. You don’t even play with me; what gives you the right to live in my house?”
Noah thought, “If you could see, I wouldn’t be playing a snowball fight with you. I’m not that dumb; I’m only suggesting a snowball fight because you can’t see!”
“Alright, but let’s agree on one thing-the loser can’t cry,” Xavier remarked.
Noah wiped away his fake tears. “A real man never goes back on his word.”
With that, he bent down to make a snowball, determined to make his bastard father regret agreeing to the snowball fight.
Unfortunately…
Noah was completely soaked half an hour later. He even had snow on his head when Xavier picked him up with one hand and carried him to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Xavier barely had any snow on him.
If he hadn’t been concerned about Noah’s health, he wouldn’t have gone easy on the latter. Though he couldn’t see, his hearing was exceptionally good. He could easily detect Noah’s every move.
whine
When Noah tried to cry and whine, Xavier played a recording on his phone of Noah saying he wouldn’t
cry. Defeated, Noah pressed his lips together and kept silent.
“Weren’t you supposed to be taking a walk? It’s not snowing outside, so why are your clothes wet and your hair full of snow?” Yvette asked, puzzled. Noah murmured, embarrassed, “I fell.”
“Are you feeling unwell? Did you fall because of that? I’ll take you to the hospital right now, okay?” Yvette instantly became worried.
Noah shook his head. “No, I’m fine. Mom, I just need to take a bath and change my clothes. Please go out.”
He was indeed feeling fine today; otherwise, he wouldn’t have suggested playing a snowball fight with Xavier.
Seeing his bashful expression, Yvette thought he was particularly adorable. She left him to clean up.
When she came outside, Viola asked, “Is Noah alright?”
“He’s fine,” Xavier replied. He knew he had been careful.
Viola wanted to tell Xavier that both children were his biological children, but she wanted to test him a bit longer to see if he had truly changed.
So, she said, “Noah may not be as
intelligent as Zac, but he’s very sensitive. You mustn’t hurt him.” Afterall, Noah got part of his personality from Yvette.
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