NovelBookChapter 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?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSylvie 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,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmactually."
When Ryan heard this, he was stunned; his face turned red one minute and pale the next.
Scott and Stellan could tell that Ryan didn't like them. Consequently, they walked up to Patricia and
said, "Mommy, how could you go out on a date with another man behind Daddy's back? He's so angry."
With that, they made a shooting gesture at Ryan before walking arrogantly toward the glass house.
Stunned, Ryan looked at Patricia with a hint of query in his eyes. "Are they really your and Isaac's
children?"
Patricia turned to look at the glass house. The three kids seemed to be getting along well with Isaac;
even Scott and Stellan sided with him. She shook her head. "No, but I don't know who their father is. I
got pregnant back then, which was why I dropped out of school." Now that she earnestly talked about
this, she was somewhat at a loss.
Patricia looked at her two sons before saying to Ryan, "The three of them are my kids. Triplets,
actually."
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