Garrett rushed to the register to carry out his n.


    “Here is thirty grands,” he said as he pulled out a check and handed it to the cashier. “Could you please


    tell thedy with the child that they won a promo and everything they’re buying today is free of charge?”


    The cashier shot him with a stern look and refused, “I’m sorry, I can’t ept this check. I have no


    guarantee that this isn’t fake.” Garrett’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he pushed the check nearer the


    reluctant staff’s face. “Look closely. It’s from the Harding Group. This is 100% a legitimate check, I can


    assure you.” Hesitantly, the cashier took the check and found no anomalies. It seemed to be genuine.


    However, she didn’t take her chances and remained skeptical. “Why are you doing this? Thedy that


    you’ve pointed out looks like she’s married. You’re not trying to get between her and her husband, are


    you?”


    Garrett couldn’t almost believe his ears. He was so angry that his face twisted into harsh lines before


    he burst out, “That bastard is by no means her husband! I’m her real husband! Alright?”


    The cashier looked at Garrett with even more suspicion in her eyes.


    Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down and began to plead, “I’m telling the truth. I’m her


    husband. But the two of us fought, and she left our home with our child. She probably wouldn’t ept


    anything from me if I gave it to her myself, so I had no choice but to try this.”


    As he finished speaking, he took out a photo of himself and Laney, showing it to the cashier.


    The cashier finally believed him after seeing proof. She let out a sigh and said, “Alright. I’ll help you


    out.”


    With a professional bodyguard’s keen intuition, Laney sensed someone following her as soon as she


    entered the shop. Yet, every time she nced back, nobody seemed suspicious.


    Laney checked once more, but still saw no one. She shook her head. “Nothing. Maybe I’m just overly


    cautious since I recently gave birth.”


    Ian smiled. “In that case, I’ll make you some nourishing dishes when we get home. Let’s pay the bill


    first.”


    Laney nodded, and they proceeded to the checkout.


    Hidden behind a snack cab near the cashier’s desk, Garrett and Evan squatted, able to interact


    with Anya without Laney andn noticing. Garrett squatted down and yfully poked Anya’s little face


    with his finger, and she giggled, grabbing his finger. Her adorable reaction warmed his heart, and he


    instinctively reached out to hold her.


    Evan pulled him back, whispering urgently, “Mr. Harding, Mrs. Harding will spot you! What if she thinks


    you’re a creep?”


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    “I’m the child’s father. Can’t I even hug her?”


    Although reluctant, Garrett resisted the urge.


    As Laney prepared to pay, the cashier scrutinized her and announced, “Congrattions,dy. You are


    our 100th customer today. As part of a promotion, you can get all your items free of charge. No need to


    pay.”


    Stunned, Laney pointed at herself, disbelieving. “You mean I won the prize?”


    The cashier offered a sly smile. “Yes, your bill is covered.” Thrilled, Laney realized she had never won


    anything before, and this time, her winnings covered at least ten thousand dors’ worth of items.


    The cashier’s exnation couldn’t withstand scrutiny. Flustered, she stammered, “I, um… I counted…”


    Seeing her hesitation,n grew more suspicious. “You counted? As a cashier, would the store entrust


    you with deciding the winner of such arge prize?


    Aren’t they concerned you’d bring in someone to pose as the 100th customer?”


    The cashier struggled to answern’s inquiries. They were at an impasse for several minutes, with the


    cashier unable to respond. Aftern’s interrogation,


    Laney also realized something was off. Her face darkened, and she demanded,


    “Tell me the truth. What’s going on?”


    The cashier stammered, “I… I…”


    Unable to find an excuse, she finally caved in, pointing to Garrett hiding in the corner. “Your husband


    asked me to do this! He wants to get you back on his side!”


    Laney looked where the cashier pointed and saw the familiar figure. Her expression shifted


    dramatically.


    “Garrett?”


    Garrett’s froze. He raised his head awkwardly and offered a strained smile. “Hi, Laney. What a


    coincidence!”


    “When did you get here?” Laney frowned, recalling the feeling of being followed since entering the


    shop. She asked, her voice tinged with displeasure, “Have you been following us since we arrived?”


    Upon seeing Laney’s face contort as if she were scrutinizing a freak, Garrett hastily rified, “I didn’t


    follow you. I just happened to see you and the baby when I came here. Unsure of how to approach


    you, I only dared to trail you in silence.”


    Laney’s expression remained unreadable as she inquired, “Did you ask the cashier top our


    purchase?”


    “I just wanted to take care of you,” Garrett admitted, a hint of worry in his voice. “I feared you wouldn’t


    ept my money…


    After a few seconds of contemtive silence, Laney decided to disregard him. She addressed the


    cashier icily, “I’ll pay for it myself.”


    “But…” The cashier, noting the pitiable look on Garrett’s face, attempted to vouch for him. “Your


    husband meant well. If you two are having a disagreement…”


    “I’ll pay!” Laney’s voice cut through the air like a shard of ice.


    “Okay!” The cashier hastily epted her money.


    Having settled the bill, Laney pushed the stroller out of the store without so much as a backward


    nce. She hadn’t forgiven Garrett, let alone allowed herself to converse with him calmly.