Chapter 813 The Old Married Couple Route
Stella looked at this blessing, her face was full of a gentle smile.
She didn't know about others, but Fiona's blessing must be sincere.
"Mommy, it's Chicago's turn!" Charles ran to Fiona and grabbed her hand, shaking it.
Fiona quickly put away her phone and followed Charles back to the audience seats.
Today, it was Chicago's first time performing on the stage in public.
Although it was a big chorus involving many children, all the families who could come did.
Even Jessie, Chicago's pet dog, was waiting outside at this time.
Thalassa's belly was getting rounder, and her skirt could no longer hide it. Everyone could see that she was pregnant.
Kenny was dressed casually but carried a large bag that didn't match his outfit at all. Inside, there were neatly arranged water for Thalassa to drink, various prepared fruits, and snacks for her cravings.
This already seemed exaggerated to Janna and Fiona.
He also brought e-books, physical books, and a Nintendo Switch.
Whenever Thalassa wanted to eat something, see something, or play something, Kenny was like a sorcerer, always able to pull something out of his bag that didn't match his demeanor and hand it to Thalassa.
Darwin looked anxious.
"You don't have to learn." Fiona looked at Darwin, who looked restless, immediately sat down, held his hand tightly, leaned in and whispered in his ear, "We're not taking this route."
"Then what route are we taking?" Darwin asked seriously.
Darwin thought Kenny was doing well and worth learning from.
'What route?' Fiona thought for a moment.
It used to be the substitute lover route, then the male lead suddenly woke up and pursued her, and now...
"The loving couple route. Be good, don't imitate, don't cause trouble for me," Fiona's warning just landed.
Out of the corner of his eye, Charles sat up straight.
She and Darwin immediately looked towards the stage.
Thalassa laughed at Chicago's stage makeup for ten minutes when she arrived at the stage today.
But Fiona still thought Chicago was extremely cute.
Especially when she was with a group of children, swaying left and right like the wind blowing through the fields, singing seriously and cutely.
Because some children in the front row started crying during the performance, Charlotte was very worried that the children in Chicago's class would cry too.
Fortunately, this group of children was very resilient, none of them cried.
The three-and-a-half-minute performance quickly ended.
The children bowed one by one, then lined up like a small train and left the stage one by one.
Due to order reasons, the school did not allow parents to wait below the stage, so the whole family got up in a crowd and went backstage.
Darwin was holding a large bouquet of sunflowers.
"Dad!" Chicago said.
She now had the best relationship with her dad in the world! She ran over to Darwin as soon as she saw him.
"Chicago, you sang so great!" Darwin smiled lovingly and handed her the flowers.
The bouquet was too big, making it difficult for Chicago to hold it.
Chicago struggled to hold it for a moment and looked to Stuart for help.
Stuart immediately took it.
"You all came to watch me perform, I'm so happy!" Chicago, with a face full of colorful flowers, smiled happily and cutely.
Darwin specially hired a photographer, originally intending to hire a whole team for the shoot.
After being discovered by Fiona, he ended up keeping only one photographer.
The photographer keenly captured this moment of Chicago.
"Chicago, it's time to remove your makeup!" At this moment, a child called out to her.
"Hurry up, we're waiting for you outside!" Fiona patted Chicago's head.
Chicago nodded and happily ran back.
"Chicago, your mom and Aunt Thalassa are so beautiful, and your dad and Uncle Kenny are so handsome!" As soon as Chicago sat down, she heard her classmates saying this.
"Yeah, Chicago's mom is even prettier than a movie star!" Someone praised her.
Chicago, who usually had a thick skin, blushed a bit, but she was still proud.
"It's almost the holidays, do you have any plans? My dad said he wants me to go on a study trip to Europe, but I want to go to my grandma's house in the countryside..." As they spoke, the group of children started talking about the holidays.
"My mom found me a piano teacher in Milan, and I'm going after the exams! Anyone going to Milan can come find me to play!"
"What about Chicago? Where are you going?" Everyone's attention shifted to Chicago.
"Chicago's family is so wealthy. They must be going to a great place for the summer vacation, right?"
"Me?" Chicago thought for a moment and said, "First, I have to pick fruits in the orchard, then be a flower girl, and then go to North Alabama to accompany Aunt Thalassa in welcoming her daughter."
"Don't your parents allow you to go to summer camp or study abroad?" The children were surprised.
Chicago shook her head.
Eleanor sat in the corner. She could never join in these discussions with her classmates.
Her gaze fell on Chicago for a moment.
Chicago talked to the children around her, about her own shed, the fruits and vegetables she grew, and the experience of growing them.
Children like Chicago, born into such a high social class, had already reached the finish line from birth and didn't need to struggle like the middle-class children.
Her parents loved her so much that they would only let her do what she liked, without demanding that she excel in her studies.
After removing their makeup, the children were gradually picked up by their parents waiting outside.
Eleanor was the last to leave.
She hadn't gone home for several days, and neither her dad nor grandma had come looking for her.
The next day, she even had the principal call back home to inform her dad and grandma that she was safe.
But...
After listening, they responded coldly and hung up.
No one cared about her life or death. Moreover, they would even be happy if she died outside.
Because the show wasn't over yet. Most parents, after picking up their children, returned to their seats to continue watching the performance.
The same was true for Fiona.
Chicago sat on her father's lap, and the father and daughter always had endless conversations.
Fiona glanced over and then her gaze inadvertently swept to a distance.
A slender figure, carrying a backpack, walked lonely towards the school gate.
She suddenly remembered.
When they left in the morning, the person responsible for following Eleanor had sent her a message.
"Ms. Dashwood wants to see her daughter, and Eleanor has agreed. Do you want me to take her to see you?" Fiona, of course, agreed.
It seemed that Eleanor was now going to see her mom.
Although it seemed unlikely.
Fiona still hoped that Ms. Dashwood would wake up and not continue to give up herself and her daughter for someone who didn't love her.
At the meantime, Ms. Dashwood sat there inside the sanatorium.
Nathan stood opposite her, saying, "Your daughter will be here soon. Think carefully about whether you want to sign this divorce agreement. Not to mention anything else, at least it can guarantee your daughter's future. Otherwise, the house you bought with your hard-earned money will be given to the Dashwood family, including your mother-in-law and sister-in-law, as well as your husband's mistress and their child!" "
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