Chapter 169: Quietly Growing Affection
From a distance, Melody Monroe could see the exceptionally eye-catching building. It had an artificial lake, and the scenery was gorgeous.
Perched on a small hilltop, the Western-style building looked like a castle.
"Is this kindergarten acceptable?" Evan Fairchild asked suddenly.
"Yes, of course!" Melody Monroe nodded immediately.
"I’ll take Ian Monroe in. You can wait for me in the car." Evan Fairchild got out and opened the door.
Ian Monroe glanced up at his father, his little face etched with displeasure, but he got out of the car anyway.
"You don’t have to walk me in. I can go by myself." With that, Ian Monroe slung his backpack on, walked ahead, and waved goodbye to his mother. "Bye, Mom."
"Goodbye, sweetie!"
Ian Monroe turned and walked toward the kindergarten’s main gate.
He had only taken a few steps when a teacher spotted him and immediately came over to greet him.
Melody Monroe watched until Ian and the teacher had disappeared inside before looking away.
Evan Fairchild also waited patiently, not starting the car until Ian was out of sight.
During the drive, Melody Monroe remained silent, and Evan Fairchild focused on driving without speaking.
When they arrived at the airport, Evan Fairchild got out and retrieved Melody Monroe’s suitcase from the car.
"Thank you." Melody Monroe reached for the suitcase.
Evan Fairchild pulled it back slightly. Melody Monroe’s hand met empty air, and she stumbled forward, nearly bumping into his chest.
"Focus on your work."
Melody Monroe froze for a moment, then looked up at Evan Fairchild. "Thank you for the encouragement, Mr. Fairchild. I’ll do my best!"
"You don’t have to worry about Ian at all now. Whatever you want to accomplish, just go for it. I support you. And if you run into any trouble, you can tell me."
"Okay!" Melody Monroe nodded emphatically. "Thank you, Mr. Fairchild."
This time, her thanks to Evan Fairchild were from the heart. It wasn’t about Ian, but about the words he had just spoken to her.
His words stirred a strange feeling in her heart.
’Evan Fairchild was no longer just some fantasy figure from a fictional world, nor was he the fixed character I had built up in my head.’
’All this time, I thought he arranged everything just because Ian is his son, and I’m the one who gave birth to him.’
’But now, he was saying things like this to me. His encouragement and support felt like a pair of wings for my dreams, and it was incredibly heartwarming.’
"Well, Mr. Fairchild, I should get going."
"Aren’t you going to add me on WeChat?"
"Oh, right! You can scan my code." Melody Monroe quickly took out her phone.
Evan Fairchild sent the friend request, and Melody Monroe accepted it instantly.
"Text me when you get there."
"Okay." Melody Monroe nodded. "Goodbye, Mr. Fairchild."
"Goodbye."
Melody Monroe walked away, pulling her suitcase behind her.
After walking for a few minutes, she suddenly stopped and glanced back.
Evan Fairchild was still standing right where she had left him, not having moved an inch.
At that sight, her heart began to hammer in her chest!
It was as if time stood still. In that moment, her eyes saw only his striking figure.
Melody Monroe couldn’t describe what she was feeling. Her heart just kept tightening, and tightening...
...
As she sat on the plane, Melody’s mind was still filled with the image of Evan Fairchild.
Evan Fairchild arrived at his office and looked at a photo on his phone.
The photo showed two "little bunnies."
Evan Fairchild opened the picture to edit it and simply cropped Ian Monroe out.
’Ah, that’s much better.’