No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1868: Hayes Edwards Side Story (25)

Hayes Edwards glanced over and saw her smiling at him, her eyes curved into crescents, with little undereye pouches, giving her a dumb but sweet appearance.

"Hayes, I included you in my wish earlier," she said quietly, facing him.

It was a secret and couldn’t be heard by others.

Hayes Edwards frowned, "What did you say about me? Were you badmouthing me?"

Grace Winter shook her head, "No." She smiled mysteriously, "But I can’t tell you, it’s a secret."

Hayes snorted, "I don’t want to know anyway."

The day after the birthday, the two families arranged to go to the amusement park together.

Because it was the weekend, the amusement park was very crowded.

Mother Edwards reminded Hayes, "Hold Grace’s hand and don’t get separated."

But even without holding hands, Grace Winter would have stuck to Hayes Edwards. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Wherever Hayes went, she would follow.

"Hayes, can we go on the carousel?" Grace tugged at Hayes’s clothes, her eyes glued to the carousel, bursting with affection and desire.

But Hayes more wanted to go on the pirate ship.

"Only little girls like carousels." Hayes scoffed.

Playing this would ruin his cool.

Grace tilted her head, "But I am a little girl."

Hayes was momentarily speechless, "You are! I’m not!"

Grace blinked, then her eyes curved into smiles, "Can you pretend to be one? I really want to ride it."

Hayes: "..."

Can you even pretend for a while?

But before he could say anything more, Father Edwards had already helped queue up for the tickets.

At the amusement park, the carousel was always the most photographed spot, not capturing at least one photo felt like a waste of the visit.

But Hayes thought he had grown up, playing on the carousel would be too embarrassing.

Mother Edwards laughed, "Grown up how? You’re only seven."

Hayes retorted, "Eight."

Grace Winter corrected him with her fingers, "No, Hayes, you still have two months until you’re eight."

Hayes: "..."

When the music started, sitting on the spinning carousel, Hayes felt foolish.

Mother Edwards stood outside, holding the camera for them to look at the lens.

Grace Winter laughed happily, very cooperative for Mother Edwards’s photos.

They sat close to each other, surrounded by many other kids laughing and chatting.

Grace Winter had to shout a bit, "Hayes, smile!"

After she said this, she demonstrated what a perfect smile looked like.

Her eyes almost closed into slits, teeth showing.

Yet it was so sweet, like strawberry-flavored cotton candy.

Hayes pressed his lips together into a not-so-natural smile, but fortunately had a photogenic face.

In the photo’s center, Grace Winter and Hayes Edwards’s smiles were frozen at that moment, childhood friends growing up hand in hand, like a nursery rhyme softly sung in their ears.

Initially feeling a bit embarrassed, Hayes was now fully adapted, enjoying it so much that when he got off the carousel, he almost wanted to go again.

But to maintain his little man’s image, of course, he wouldn’t say so.

After the carousel, they went on the pirate ship.

Since it was the children’s area, the pirate ship’s speed and swing weren’t intense; Hayes eagerly got on, only to find it no different from the carousel.

But Grace Winter beside him was very supportive, her face filled with joy and excitement, her round eyes shining bright.