novelraw Chapter 603: She Isn’t Naturally Cold, She Just Never Smiles at Him, Nor Shows Him Tenderness
Chapter 603: She Isn’t Naturally Cold, She Just Never Smiles at Him, Nor Shows Him Tenderness
Two stunning young women, accompanied by two adorable and charming toddlers, went out for a meal, attracting a jaw-dropping amount of attention along the way.
By the time Ignatius Leclair and Constantine Stewart found them, Delphine and Chloe Winston had already moved to the mall’s arcade. Delphine was guiding Benjamin, while Chloe was cheering on Nicholas in a claw machine competition.
"A little to the left, a little to the right," Delphine and Chloe instructed, as the two little ones stood on tiptoes, trying their best to operate the claw machine.
Due to their recent public exposure, some people recognized Delphine and Chloe, and a crowd quickly formed around them, snapping pictures.
The serene young actress paired with the rising director looked even better in person than on television, radiating a distinctive charm that was utterly captivating. Chloe, still dressed in a high school uniform, had a face full of youthful collagen like that of a whimsical teenage girl. Not long ago, she had enthusiastically tried every single game that the kids loved in the arcade.
The two women cast aside any notion of celebrity pretense, joyfully playing with the toddlers in the bustling arcade.
Following her mommy’s guidance, Benjamin pressed the button with excitement, lifting her small head anxiously to watch the claw tremble and teeter as it successfully grabbed onto the bunny she wanted, dropping it into the prize slot.
The little girl opened her mouth wide in amazement, then jumped up with delight, squealing with her tiny voice, "Bunny! My bunny!"
She was so excited she couldn’t form proper sentences, her tiny body swiftly squatting down to retrieve the bunny she had won. Holding it up to Delphine with her big, blinking eyes, she eagerly sought praise and sweetly exclaimed, "Mommy, Benjamin’s amazing."
"Benjamin really is amazing," Delphine said, planting a kiss on her little face.
Meanwhile, Nicholas was still focused intently on the claw machine game. Chloe noticed the young boy struggling, stole a glance at him, and subtly winked. Then, in a series of swift motions, she pressed the button and successfully captured a chubby teddy bear from the machine.
Nicholas’s eyes widened in awe, almost reverently staring at the pretty "big sister." She was incredible.
Chloe proudly tilted her chin upward with a triumphant grin. Of course, she was a seasoned arcade regular since she was a child. Heaven knows how much "school tuition" had gone into her mastering this skill—she was practically a claw machine pro.
Two grown men, both with steely expressions, made their way through the bustling and crowded mall. Upon reaching the arcade, they spotted Delphine and company surrounded by admirers.
"Delphine is truly gentle and loving—absolutely no diva attitude at all."
"She looks even more gorgeous in person, and her kids are unbelievably cute."
"Ahhh, I’ve been completely charmed by these two babies! I wish Delphine would take them on a variety show."
"Forget it—Delphine never participates in variety shows or even takes on endorsements."
"Aww, one day, when I have kids, I’m definitely bringing them to play claw machines."
"Chloe is also so beautiful—she looks just like a high schooler. No wonder she landed the lead role in the movie."
The watching fans wore blissful expressions as they basked in the rare parent-child bonding moment.
Constantine Stewart, still sporting a cold demeanor, stepped forward, swiftly escorting away both his charge and his young wife. He had always been against his wife entering the entertainment sector, not wanting her to live under the spotlight but to keep all her beauty solely for him.
Ignatius Leclair watched the ecstatic Benjamin and Nicholas playing, then turned his gaze to Delphine, whose faint smile and soft, gentle demeanor tugged deeply at his heart. Her phoenix-shaped eyes revealed a profound warmth. So this cold, pale woman, who for so many years had distanced herself from the crowd, could laugh and express such tender emotions.
All her feelings—her gentleness, her joys and sorrows—were locked away by herself. She wasn’t incapable of smiling, nor inherently distant; she simply never smiled for him, nor showed him any tenderness.
The man’s delayed realization struck him with a dull ache—an understated pain that lingered and stretched endlessly in his heart.