Chapter 1296: Chapter 1295: Why Don’t We Make a Bet?
Easton Holmes showed no trace of panic or worry about being found out after lying, his expression calm and demeanor composed. He even curled his lips into a playful smile: "When your brother comes back later, I’ll tell him you were the one who told me to say it."
Seeing her worried little expression, he couldn’t resist teasing her a bit.
"You..." Lily Turner barely got out the word ’you’ before she stopped, then suddenly leaned closer to Easton Holmes, beaming up at him, "Do you think my brother will believe it? How about we make a bet?"
She knew he was teasing her, how could she not? But she wanted to use this as an opportunity to make a bet with him; after all, they had some time to kill, so why not have some fun together?
As his wife’s playful spirit came alive, Easton Holmes was instantly infected by it, "What’s the wager?"
He stared at her unblinkingly, waiting for her to give him an answer.
"Hmm... If I win, you’ll carry me home on your back. If you win... you get to decide." Lily Turner had been with Easton Holmes for years, but he had never carried her on his back. She intended to seize this opportunity to make him carry her.
Lily Turner’s little scheme was all over her face, and Easton Holmes sighed helplessly. This was all his fault—he’d only been focused on holding his wife these past few years, and had completely forgotten he could also carry his beautiful wife on his back.
"If I win, I’ll carry you home on my back." He was more than happy to carry his wife home that way; it was an unexpected bonus for him.
"Even if you win, you still want to carry me back?!" Lily Turner was quite surprised, surprised her husband would make such a proposal, but despite her surprise, she felt very happy inside. She was in for a total win tonight.
Easton Holmes lowered his head to plant a kiss on his wife’s lips, smiling indulgently: "Don’t you want me to carry you home?"
The joy was written all over his wife’s face; how could he not see it?
"Of course I want you to carry me! It’s a deal then. Don’t try to cheat me later." Lily Turner grabbed Easton Holmes’s hand, forcing him to make a pinky promise with her. "Pinky swear, hang it up, a hundred years without change, whoever breaks it is a dog."
"Mommy! Why did Daddy turn into a dog?"
Little Ryan ran over while playing to find his parents, and happened upon the scene, hearing only the last part. Being young, he interpreted it as his dad turning into a dog.
Hearing Ryan’s words, Lily Turner couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Pfft..."
Releasing her husband’s hand, she bent down to look at Ryan who had just come over, "Sweetheart! How could Daddy turn into a dog? If he changes, it can only be into a big dog!"
Just after she finished speaking, she felt a cool chill behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know what was going on; she tried her best to ignore the dissatisfied gaze being thrown at her by a certain man behind.
"Haha... Daddy’s going to turn into a big dog!" Ryan very much cooperated with his mom, happily shouting while clapping his little hands.
At this moment, Ryan Taylor rushed back in his car. From afar, he saw the happy family of three playing, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Wasn’t this guy in a hurry to discuss something urgent with him? But looking at him now, there seemed to be no trace of urgency at all.
Could it be that this guy was lying to him earlier? But why would he lie? He hadn’t sensed any abnormality in the guy’s urgent demeanor before.
