Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 313: An Irresistible Gentleness

Although wearing raincoats, their faces were still splashed with water.

Hailey and Sophie immediately stood up.

Hailey excitedly commanded, "Boatman uncle, go ten meters to the left to avoid them!"

Sophie had already distributed water guns to everyone; they didn’t need to splash water, as they had prepared the tools long ago.

Under Hailey’s command, they attacked from a distance, targeting the boats on the lake one by one.

Screams echoed from all directions across the entire lake.

"They actually have powerful water guns, that’s against the rules!"

"Why are their raincoats so much better quality than ours?"

"Even their boatman uncle is more skilled!"

Nancy also picked up a water gun, drew water from the lake, and sprayed at people on a nearby boat.

Some people on those boats also had water guns and began to fight back.

Godfrey sat in front of Nancy, shielding those attacks.

Nancy, in high spirits, didn’t mind the distance between herself and Godfrey, hiding behind him and sneaking her head out from his shoulder to attack. She found it amusing and even laughed out loud.

Godfrey was deeply moved hearing the laughter.

He had never seen Nancy laugh so happily.

He didn’t wish for anything now, just to preserve her laughter and ensure her days ahead were carefree.

They played for two full hours from six to eight in the evening.

It was already dark, but the amusement park was still brightly lit.

Godfrey and his group prepared to return.

As soon as Nancy got in the car, she pulled Sophie onto her lap to prevent Godfrey from moving around.

The child, having played for hours, was both tired and sleepy, and fell asleep leaning on Nancy once in the car.

Sophie fell asleep with a smile on her face, still murmuring about playing again next time, as Nancy looked at the child in her arms with gentle eyes.

Everyone seemed tired; Emily and Hailey also closed their eyes to rest.

Only Godfrey didn’t rest, and Nancy could feel the clear gaze beside her, as if he was always looking at her.

Godfrey had such a strong presence. On this outing, he hadn’t said much, standing mostly at the back even while playing, yet just by standing there, his presence was as strong as a spotlight.

Nancy couldn’t help but notice him from time to time.

At this moment, she also noticed Godfrey reaching towards her.

Instinctively, she raised her hand to block and murmured quietly, "I’m not crowded, you don’t have to hold me."

Godfrey looked at Nancy with a complex expression, then moved his hand to lift the sleeping Sophie onto his lap, saying, "The child is growing and a bit heavy now. Holding her for too long might press on your legs."

Nancy’s face flushed red immediately.

It turned out Godfrey wasn’t trying to hold her, he was reaching for Sophie, she had misunderstood.

Nancy closed her eyes to feign sleep, pretending she was too tired.

But then she heard a low chuckle near her ear, making her neck turn red.

Godfrey didn’t continue to laugh at Nancy, and the car quietly drove back.

After Godfrey’s smile faded, there was a sense of helplessness in his heart, wondering what was bothering Nancy. She seemed to subconsciously avoid him, like she was uneasy with his closeness.

Godfrey didn’t press on; he didn’t intend to forcefully change Nancy in any way, only approach her gently and quietly.

Soon, they arrived at Ink Manor.

Everyone gradually got off the car, except for Sophie, as the others were not asleep.

Godfrey also carried Sophie out of the car.

Nancy wanted to take Sophie.

Godfrey said, "She’s sound asleep; I can take her upstairs."

Sophie, at over five years old, wasn’t too heavy, but it was indeed a bit challenging for Nancy’s strength to carry her upstairs.

Godfrey followed Nancy into Ink Manor and took Sophie back to her room.

In the children’s room on the third floor.

Godfrey gently took off Sophie’s outerwear, placed her on the bed, then went to the bathroom to wring out a warm towel and wiped Sophie’s little face and hands, saying to Nancy, "Let’s just leave it today. She’s too tired to bathe."

Nancy nodded in agreement.

Godfrey stood in place, without saying he’d leave yet.

Nancy looked at Godfrey and wrote, "It’s so late, you should go back, I need to rest too."

Godfrey suddenly said, "Why don’t you whisper to me anymore?"

Before, when Nancy faced Godfrey, she often didn’t write notes, instead whispering closely to him, intimately.

But since returning this time, Nancy hadn’t done so, becoming distant.

Now, when Godfrey asked, Nancy didn’t know how to respond.

"I still prefer hearing you speak softly to me, but it’s fine if you don’t want to. I’ll leave now, you rest." Having said this, Godfrey made a small request, "Nancy, could you see me to the door?"

Nancy didn’t agree to the whispering, but didn’t refuse the small request to walk him out.

She accompanied Godfrey downstairs, walking to the door.

Godfrey stopped, and Nancy immediately stopped as well.

Godfrey turned back to look at Nancy, suddenly saying, "Today’s an odd-numbered day."

Nancy’s expression stiffened slightly, remembering the previous agreement of staying at Imperial Garden on odd-numbered days and at Ink Manor on even-numbered days.

Nancy was still contemplating excuses to reject Godfrey for the odd-numbered day when Godfrey slightly bowed toward her, and Nancy thought he was going to kiss her, instinctively raising her hand to block her mouth.

In a mature voice, Godfrey whispered in her ear, "I just noticed the bandage on your neck has come loose."

Nancy had an injury on her neck, and after playing enthusiastically today, the bandage had come loose, so Godfrey adjusted it for her.

Nancy felt embarrassed, realizing she had overthought again.

As she was about to lower her hand, Godfrey leaned in and kissed the back of her hand.

It was just a light touch, as if Godfrey was saying, since you thought I was going to kiss you, then I might as well do so.

But Nancy felt that this kiss through the back of her hand was too intense, making her heart race.

He was so calm and composed, yet it felt like he was enticing her.

Nancy quickly stepped back two paces, almost like she was fleeing, running back to Ink Manor.

Until she returned to her room, her emotions couldn’t calm down. What was going on with Godfrey now?

He wasn’t avoiding anything; now he conducted himself like a mature and steady big brother, tenderly accommodating everything, indulging her whims, pampering her to the point where Nancy was reluctant to refuse him.

This was precisely the type Nancy found irresistible.

Once she was foolishly infatuated with Marsh’s false gentleness for so many years, let alone the overwhelmingly charismatic Godfrey now.

Godfrey and Marsh were simply not in the same league.

While Nancy rapidly fell for him, internally she struggled intensely, having done so many malicious things, she was no longer pure or kind, how could she deserve Godfrey?

That night, thinking about these things kept Nancy awake, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

On the other side, Godfrey also didn’t sleep, reopening an incompletely healed wound on his body, Julius emerged.

After Julius emerged, he began searching for gems in the late night.

He wanted to make earrings for Nancy.

All the best-looking gems in the world that she liked, he would gift her.