Chasing the Unexpected

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Chapter 811

“No, thanks. I like playing by myself,” Mason replied, recalling how he had always lost to Damon in their previous games.

He had no desire to play building blocks with him again.

Damon wasn’t offended by his son’s rejection. Smiling, he raised an eyebrow and asked, Are you afraid of losing to me?”

Mason shot him a glance but didn’t respond–his expression clearly said, “Do you really need to ask?”

“Buddy, as a boy, you should face challenges bravely and keep trying until you finally beat me,” Damon coaxed.

Mason didn’t even look up as he stacked another block. “Daddy, there’s a saying about knowing when to back off. I play with building blocks for fun. If I keep losing to you in every game, it just makes me unhappy and defeats the purpose of playing.”

Damon was momentarily taken aback by Mason’s words, feeling uncharacteristically speechless.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke up. “Buddy, I want to know what happened at school today. Can you tell me about it?”

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“I already told Mommy. You should ask her,” Mason replied, not wanting to repeat himself.

Damon was rendered speechless.

Watching Damon get shot down, Nyla stifled a laugh from the side.

On their way back, she had shared what Mason had said with Damon, who had hoped to have a chat with their son but ended up getting rejected instead.

Seeing the corners of Nyla’s mouth turn up in a slight smile, Damon raised an eyebrow and said, “Nyla, come with me to the study.”

Surprised, Nyla looked up and met Damon’s intense gaze, instinctively curling her fingers.

“What’s going on? Is there something you need?” she asked.

“Yeah, it’s something important about Buddy,” he replied.

Nyla frowned. “Okay.”

Following Damon into the study, she was about to ask what was going on when he suddenly held her waist and pinned her against the door.

The scent of pine from Damon enveloped her, and she froze, instinctively wanting to push him away. The difference in their strength was too great, however, so her efforts were

futile.

“Damon… what are you doing? Let go of me!” she cried.

Damon looked down at her with a teasing smile. “What were you laughing about when I was talking to Buddy just now?”

A flash of guilt crossed Nyla’s eyes as she realized she’d been caught sneaking a laugh, but she couldn’t admit it now.

Looking up at Damon with an innocent expression, she replied, “What are you talking about? I don’t understand. When did I laugh?”

Seeing her denial, Damon didn’t get angry. Instead, his smile deepened.

“Looks like I need to remind you,” he said.

Nyla asked, “How will you remind—”

Before she could finish, he kissed her.

“Mmph…”

The study fell silent, filled only with their heartbeats.

After a lingering kiss, Nyla’s legs felt weak. She glared at Damon, indignantly saying, ” Damon, don’t push it…” This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Damon raised an eyebrow. “Do you understand what I meant earlier? If not, I can remind you again…”

Before he could finish, Nyla quickly covered her lips with her hand, her eyes wide in surprise. “I understand! I understand!”

“Oh? Then tell me, what were you laughing at just now? If I’m not satisfied with answer, I’ll keep kissing you,” Damon warned.