Chapter 785


    Adam was amused when she spoke into the air with a serious face. He said dotingly, "How old are


    you, my dear? There is no way the baby can hear you."


    "Adam, I want to eat cotton candy. Can you buy it for me?" Tracey looked up.


    "Wait here. I''ll be back in a sec." Adam said and then left.


    Tracey''s eyes were alight with happiness. She liked amusement parks very much. She wanted to


    leave herst memories in this heaven-like ce here.


    Adam came back with cotton candy in his hand. "Here you are."


    "Thank you." Tracey took a bite. The sweet taste intensified the bitterness in her heart.


    "How''s it?"


    "Good. Have a try." Tracey handed it to Adam. But he dipped his head and pecked on her face.


    Before she could react, Adam pulled her into a kiss, his hands on her waist.


    "Wow, daddy, mommy, they are kissing. I want to take a photo with them." A golden-haired little boy


    with blue eyes crouched down in front of them.


    Adam and Tracey looked like the prince and princess in fairy tales. Everything was perfect.


    They parted when Tracey heard the click of the camera. She red at Adam like she was really


    angry, her face flushed.


    "Hey there, gorgeous." The little boy said.


    "Hey there, cutie." Tracey liked children very much and being an expectant mother made that


    affinity even stronger.


    "I just took a photo with you two. Are you angry?" He said apologetically, his fingers intertwined like


    he was afraid of being scolded.


    Tracey melted in his cuteness. "No. What''s your name?"


    "Pikachu." His eyes were sparkling.


    But soon he got a knock on his head.


    "Miss, don''t listen to him. His name is Avery," a young woman behind the little boy said.


    "Mommy, I was joking. She''s so beautiful," Avery said as he blinked his eyes, not apologetic at all.


    Tracey was intrigued by this little naughty elf.


    "Apologies. He''s been such a mischievous boy." A tall man picked the boy up. He had golden hair


    and green cold eyes.


    The boy was the mini version of him in appearance, but he had an opposite temperament.


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    "It doesn''t matter. Little Avery is very cute." Tracey smiled.


    "When will learn to behave?" The man asked the boy.


    Little Avery snorted and returned, "Daddy, don''t be so serious in front of beautiful girls. Can''t you


    smile a little bit?"


    The man coughed embarrassedly and forced a faint simile on his face.


    "Miss, you are so beautiful. I will marry you when I grow up." Avery said to Tracey.


    They allughed. Adam yanked Tracey into his chest and said proudly, "Nice shot, buddy, but she''s


    mine."


    Tracey smiled broadly. She found Adam so adorable when he acted childishly.


    Avery frowned and pondered for a while like he was really bothered by Adam''s words. "Mom raises


    me to be a gentleman so I''ll wish you happiness. Do you have children? I''ll marry your girl then."


    "Thank you for not separating us. Your future bride is still on her way. You must keep your promise


    to marry her when she grows up," Tracey said, trying not to burst intoughter.


    "I''m a man of my word!" Avery said.


    Tracey grinned from ear to ear. "What if she looks ugly? Would you still marry her?"


    "That won''t happen. You''re so beautiful, so your child must be as beautiful as you." Little Avery''s big


    eyes twinkled like stars.


    "You''re so sweet." Traceyughed.


    "Well, give this to her after she''s born and tell her that one day a radiant heartthrob wille to


    marry her."


    As he said, he took off the pendant from his neck and handed it to Tracey.


    It was a jade pendant in the shape of a lock.


    Tracey hastily shook her head. It looked valuable, probably an heirloom from his family.


    "Avery, you should give it to her by yourself in the future."


    What they said was just a joke which the boy would forget in a few days. It would be foolish to take


    it seriously.


    Unexpectedly, Avery said earnestly. "Are you refusing me because I''m a kid?"


    Tears welled up quickly in his eyes. Tracey flustered and exined, "No, I just think it''ll be better


    that way."


    "You must take it. It''s a memento that will lead me to her in the future, or I''ll be doomed to be lonely."


    Avery squeezed that pendant into Tracey''s hand.


    His mom looked very embarrassed. "Sorry, I shouldn''t have let him read so many romantic novels."


    It was indeed an interesting family.


    "How old is Avery? He''s literate enough to read novels?" Tracey asked his mom.


    "I''m five years old, and I know many vocabries. I''m the so-called prodigy in novels, so I deserve


    your baby," Avery interposed.


    "It''s strange today. He doesn''t like other kids, especially girls. Perhaps it means something. If it


    doesn''t trouble you too much, would you take the pendant?"