Chapter 402 Serene Beauty of the Pictorial
Sipping his coffee, the designer queried, "Didn't he contact his mom about needing some time abroad to clear his head? What's it got to do with us?"
The assistant grimaced slightly, "That's what he said, but..."
"What? Are you tired of working here and itching for drama?" The designer slammed his coffee cup down, sharply eyeing the assistant.
Startled, the assistant quickly waved his hands. "No, of course not; it's just that with the timing of him roughing up Mr. Solomon's kid and all, I was just curious...only curious."
"If it's as you suspect, then you better keep your mouth shut, or you can just guess the consequences," the designer warned.
The assistant instantly clamped his mouth shut, nodding in agreement.
*
In the afternoon, Fiona got home early, finishing her work ahead of time. Tonight, she planned to take the kids and Darwin to the church. Early the following day, they would head straight from the church to bring Grandma Solomon back home.
Fiona realized something while packing for Charles and Chicago. "They don't have the clothes for the funeral."
"That's been taken care of," Darwin informed her.
"Good," Fiona nodded.
Then, from downstairs, Thalassa's voice carried up. Thalassa and Kenny, as relatives, also wanted to join.
"Hey, what's up today? Is the sun rising from the west? Chicago's buckling down and studying in the study!" Thalassa voiced her surprise as she climbed the stairs without seeing anyone first.
Reaching the children's room, she froze upon seeing Darwin. "Hope I'm not intruding?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fiona glared at her.
Darwin offered a faint smile. "You two chat. I'll go check on Chicago and Charles."
"Sure thing!" Thalassa flashed an OK sign with her hand.
Once Darwin had left, Thalassa crossed her arms, looking at Fiona. "Weren't you two all fine the other night taking him to see the doctor? Did you guys fight?"
"No." Fiona checked the suitcase's contents one last time, and upon confirming everything was in place, she closed it.
"Then what's with the weird vibe?" Thalassa pressed.
"When did we stop being mad at each other?" Fiona asked.
Thalassa just remained silent.
Yeah, that made sense.
She finished packing their bags.
Then Fiona went to the kitchen again, grabbing some favorite snacks that Chicago and Charles usually enjoyed.
It was only a short time before Kenny arrived.
Chicago had wrapped up her homework early, and soon, the group set off toward the old church.
Upon reaching there, Fiona led Charles and Chicago to pay their respects to Grandma Solomon.
Both kids bowed with utmost sincerity, especially Chicago.
She joined her hands tightly to pray, startling Darwin, who immediately stepped in to stop her. "Chicago, it doesn't have to be that tight!"
"If it's not tight, how will great-grandma know I’m here?" Chicago asked earnestly.
"She will know it," Darwin said, rubbing Chicago's forehead gently. "Besides, if you hurt yourself, great-grandma would feel upset."
"Okay."
Darwin watched them and whispered in his heart, "Grandma, these are mine and Fiona's kids. We're married now. I'm sorry we couldn't fulfill your wish during your lifetime. From now on, we will take good care of Charles and Chicago and live well, hoping that wherever you are, you can rest in peace."
Fiona looked at Grandma Solomon’s picture and prayed silently in her heart, "Dear lady, I apologize for my stubbornness, which prevented you from meeting Charles and Chicago while you were alive. I hope you can watch over them from above and bless them to grow up healthy and happy."
After some time, everyone stepped outside.
Swinging her legs and munching on a cupcake, Chicago said, "Mommy, I feel like I've seen great-grandma before. She looks so familiar. Do you feel the same, brother?"
Charles was busy correcting Chicago's homework.
He looked up briefly and shook his head. "Not really."
Charles always struggled with remembering faces; if he didn't try to memorize them, he would quickly forget.
"Where have I seen her before?" wondered Chicago, biting into her cupcake, lost in thought.
Fiona glared at Darwin, her patience finally snapping. "Move over, I got this!"
Darwin's brows furrowed with concern, yet he stepped aside, murmuring a word of caution, "Be gentle."
She took over. The cupcake in Chicago’s hand no longer tasted quite the same, yet it seemed to soothe the lump of worry in her head, diminishing it somewhat.
While Fiona was washing her hands, she heard Chicago's pitiful voice, "The life lesson my great-grandmother gave me as a welcome present is invaluable!"
Curious, she asked, "What lesson?"
With a mutter, Chicago shared, "Don't press yourself so much, or it'll hurt!"
Fiona couldn't help but burst out laughing. This perspective of Chicago was simply unbeatable.
Moments later, she overheard another mumble, "Where did I meet great-grandma?"
Checking the clock, Fiona called Charles, "Charles, can you call your godmother and ask her and your godfather to come home for dinner?"
"Sure."
Outside the church, Thalassa and Kenny strolled.
Walking among the trees brought an immense sense of tranquility. "Once we've laid Darwin's grandmother to rest, it'll be about time to move Dad's grave," Thalassa said. "Grandma has already prepared everything we need."
"Yeah," Kenny responded. "The cemetery preparations are almost complete; we just move on the scheduled day."
"That's great!"
Inhaling deeply, Thalassa's spirits lifted.
"Did Mrs. Maria get in touch with you? She was released from the hospital a few days ago," Kenny inquired.
She must have been released during Kenny's business trip. Thalassa shook her head.
With a hint of resignation in his voice, Kenny also shook his head. "Then maybe she's still disoriented."
"It doesn't matter," Thalassa shrugged. "Everyone has their destiny. If she finds happiness that way, it's not an issue."
"Right."
At that moment, Charles called.
Seeing it was Charles, Thalassa's tone softened, "Hey Charles, what's up?"
"Dinner time."
"Alright, I'm on my way!"
After ending the call, Thalassa linked arms with Kenny and headed toward the restaurant. Beneath the verdant canopy, their close-knit figures composed a serene and perfect harmony scene.
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