Chapter 782 No Longer Remember
Vera felt a bit shy, and Patrick chuckled, "What flavor do you want?"
"Barbecue."
Patrick teased her with a grin, "You're such a foodie."
He then turned to the nearby chef and gave the order.
After dinner on the boat, with the evening still young, everyone started to disperse.
Teddy woke up, his little legs kicking as he cried in Patrick's arms. Back in the car, Patrick said indulgently, "Vera's son is just like her. He sleeps best with his legs propped up on his dad."
After snuggling in Patrick's arms for a while, Teddy slowly woke up, clutching Patrick's shirt buttons and sitting on his lap.
Patrick was about to drive, holding Teddy, but now Teddy woke up in the driver's seat, staring intently at the big round steering wheel.
Cars on the shore honked at Patrick, "Mr. Olteran, we're heading out."
Hearing the honking, Teddy turned to look at the other cars, and after a bout of crying, Patrick finally honked their car's horn, making Teddy realize their car had a horn too.
Teddy became obsessed with the horn.
If Patrick didn't honk, Teddy would throw a tantrum, lying in Patrick's arms, acting as if he were being starved, crying pitifully.
Eventually, the other cars left, the sun set, and the lake became calm. Patrick got out of the car with Teddy, holding Vera's hand, and they strolled by the dock.
A gentle breeze blew, and the happy baby cried in Patrick's arms. Vera pointed ahead at a poplar tree, suddenly exclaiming, "What's that?"
The crying stopped abruptly. Following Vera's gaze, Patrick didn't know what it was either.
Patrick carried Teddy to the poplar tree, guiding Teddy's small hand to touch the bark.
Teddy's hand reached out, touched the bark, and he turned his tear-streaked face to his parents, smiling excitedly.
Vera touched the bark and quickly pulled her hand back, pretending to be scared.
Seeing this, Teddy laughed joyfully. Vera pretended to be scared again, making Teddy laugh even harder, almost choking on his own saliva.
Vera picked up Teddy, "Alright, honey, we can drive home now. He's forgotten about the horn."
Teddy, distracted by his parents, sat in the car again, forgetting his fascination with the horn, and instead, sat in Vera's lap, chatting with her.
"Teddy, aren't you happy?"
Vera hugged him tightly and kissed him, "Mommy's happy too."
Patrick glanced at the mother and son in the backseat through the rearview mirror, a smile of contentment spreading across his face.
When the family of three arrived home, Vincent eagerly took Teddy in his arms.
"Teddy, Cindy, has Susan come back yet?" Vera asked.
Cindy replied, "Not yet."
Just as she mentioned them, they returned.
Susan had come back.
"Susan, where did you and Randall go this afternoon?" Vera asked.
Susan answered shyly, "We went ice skating."
Most people would ask, "Did you learn?" but Vera asked, "Did you get hurt?"
Susan pursed her lips, "I fell, but I didn't get hurt."
That afternoon, Susan didn't let Randall teach her. Every time, he would playfully make her hold onto him. Susan knew this but couldn't resist. Whenever she felt in danger, she instinctively clung to Randall's waist.
Later, she held onto the railing, slowly learning to glide, with Randall following closely behind. "At this rate, the ice will melt, and you'll still be in the same spot," he teased. She relied on her arm strength to pull herself along the railing, her legs barely moving.
"Randall, you don't..." Susan, still unsteady, turned around and immediately wobbled.
Randall quickly caught her, ending up on the ice with her on his chest. Ignoring the cold, Susan checked Randall's chest. "Randall, are you okay?"
Randall held Susan's hand, slowly sitting up. Then, he knelt on one knee, stood up, and helped Susan up too. He said seriously, "Stand still, let me check if you're hurt."
When Randall was serious, he had a bit of Patrick's demeanor. "I'm fine," she assured him.
After checking and confirming there were no major injuries, Randall told Susan, "Close your eyes."
"Close your eyes, trust me. This time, I won't mess with you. I'll teach you properly."
Susan held Randall's hand tightly and obediently closed her eyes.
Slowly, Randall skated backward, pulling Susan along. "Move your feet like you're walking, one after the other."
Susan, nervously gripping Randall's hands, followed his instructions.
Gradually, she felt the cold wind in her ears and sensed the speed. "Open your eyes."
Susan opened her eyes and saw that she had skated halfway around the rink. She looked at Randall in surprise.
Randall stopped and asked, "Do you feel the glide now?"
Susan nodded, "Randall, I get it."
Just as she wanted Randall to skate with her again, Randall said, "Hold on, I haven't fulfilled my promise yet."
He pulled her into a corner, hugged her, and kissed her several times.
Susan blushed, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone.
Later, Vera asked, "So, did you learn?"
"Yes, I did. Next time, I can teach you. Randall's method is great. I learned in less than two hours."
Having learned, Susan didn't want to leave. Randall wanted to take her somewhere else, but Susan, enjoying herself, found Randall a hindrance and skated on her own.
Vera shook her head, "I don't want to learn."
Shawn, who had been eavesdropping, asked, "Susan, can Grandpa try?"
Susan glanced at Shawn's cane. "Grandpa, I'm going to pack my bags."
She ran off.
"This Susan, always running off mid-conversation."
Vera sat next to Shawn, jokingly asking, "Dad, how about we try paragliding? You fly in front, and your soul chases behind."
Shawn, annoyed, raised his cane to scare her, and Vera quickly ran off.
Shawn watched the lively scene at home, smiling at the bustling children.
Teddy's private dinner began, with Vincent feeding him gently and patiently.
Meanwhile, Vera and Cindy went to Susan's room to help her pack. "Say hi to your parents for us."
Susan nodded.
Randall returned to his apartment, looking at the cozy interior. He suddenly realized that without his sweet Susan visiting tomorrow, he would feel a bit lonely.
Everywhere in the apartment showed Susan's thoughtful touches were shown. He had seen his roommates' rooms, and the difference between having a girlfriend and not was starkly evident.
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