Chapter 432 Trapped in the Villa

Yvette stood in the yard, looking at the freshly washed and dried toys, feeling a mix of emotions.

No matter how David had deceived her, the Valdemar Family's staff in Eldoria had always been genuinely kind to BoBo and CiCi.

These toys were perfect for kids around two years old, but there was no need to take them all the way back home.

As Yvette was thinking this, she suddenly heard rustling outside the yard. She turned around instinctively but saw no one. Dismissing it, she looked up just as David walked out, still moving with some difficulty and limping slightly.

David's gaze swept past Yvette's back. She was about to follow his line of sight when he spoke first.

"Have you found what you want to take?" David asked, walking up to Yvette.

They stood side by side, a bit too close for Yvette's comfort. David rarely invaded her personal space like this.

She silently stepped back, shaking her head. "No, we won't take these toys. Could you handle them for me?"

David seemed accustomed to her keeping her distance and smiled nonchalantly.

He glanced at the clean toys and asked, "Are you sure? This is BoBo's favorite race car, and it can help with fetching packages. This is CiCi's magic wand set; she loves playing with it when she's bored. Are you really leaving all of these?"

Yvette replied curtly, "Yes, we're leaving them."

David didn't press further. "You're right. You can get similar things back home; no need to bring them from Eldoria."

"Exactly." Yvette didn't want to prolong the conversation and moved to go inside. "I'll check the kids' rooms."

David didn't respond but followed her inside.

As they entered, David's cold eyes glanced back at the door.

This time, David and Ingrid exchanged a knowing look and a slight smile.

Yvette walked into the children's room, the familiar layout making her fall silent.

David followed and began opening cabinets and drawers, helping Yvette pack.

Neither of them spoke. The room was filled with the sound of items being moved and the occasional breeze from the window, breaking the silence.

David picked up one of CiCi's dresses and sat on the bed.

He took a deep breath and began, "This is the dress CiCi always talks about. After we went back home, she mentioned several times that she forgot to bring it."

David shook his head with a smile, though his eyes were filled with sadness. "You should take it. She really likes it."

Yvette deliberately ignored the emotion in his eyes, her voice cold as she refused. "No need. I took her shopping later and bought a similar dress. She likes that one too."

David's smile faltered, a complex emotion stirring within him. "But it's just a replacement. She'll always remember the first one she liked, won't she?"

"Of course not," Yvette replied, her voice growing impatient. "She'll remember what she needs to. Sometimes, things don't need to be said for them to understand."

David chuckled softly, not arguing. "But this dress might be too small now. They're growing so fast. It's probably best to leave it."

He carefully folded the dress and put it back in the closet.

David paused, speaking in a low voice, "Actually, the day we bought this dress, I took the kids to the mall. BoBo accidentally hit his head protecting CiCi. He didn't cry and even asked me not to tell you so you wouldn't worry. I know he's brave, but his maturity might not be good for him."

David looked at her, his voice gentle as he shared stories about the kids, his eyes full of warmth. "He's probably noticed a lot and thought about many things but won't let you know. Yvette, don't you think he'd grow up happier in a simpler environment, becoming a more genuine person?"

"He has his own life." Yvette's voice trembled slightly. "I'll do my best to give him the best environment, but one wrong step leads to another. Now that we're here, I can only try to minimize the harm. At least, let them return to the path they should be on."

Seeing Yvette's displeasure, David softened his tone. "Yvette, I just wanted to talk about the kids' childhood, hoping they can grow up better."

David looked at Yvette's cold face and resistant eyes, feeling a chill in his heart. "Sorry, I didn't realize these things are meaningless to you. I shouldn't have said anything."

Yvette was taken aback, feeling a pang of guilt. Despite everything, David had never harmed the children, and his contributions to their upbringing were undeniable.

She bit her lip, guilt flashing in her eyes. "That's not what I meant..."

Before she could finish, the sky darkened, and a fierce wind began to blow, howling as trees swayed wildly against the storm.

Yvette was stunned. "What's happening? Why did the wind pick up so suddenly?"

As soon as she spoke, a thunderous clap of lightning struck, followed by a torrential downpour.

The sky was quickly covered by dark clouds, turning day into night, casting a dim light over everything.

Yvette felt a surge of anxiety, her hands clenching into fists, momentarily at a loss.

Just moments ago, the sky was clear. How did it turn into such a storm without warning?

Another flash of lightning lit up the sky, followed by a deafening thunderclap, making Yvette's heart race.

Yvette stood up decisively. "The weather's bad. Forget packing. I need to get back to the estate now."

David frowned, turning on the room's light.

He looked at his phone, his expression serious. "You can't leave."

"Why not?" Yvette demanded, looking at him defiantly. "Don't try to stop me!"

"It's not me stopping you," David said gravely. "It's the typhoon."

"Typhoon?" Yvette was shocked.
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