Chapter 697 Time Changes

Five years later.

Richelle was pulled out of the bed, lazily letting Consuela fiddle with her. Wearing a soft dress, she wrinkled her bright face.

The little girl chattered, "Mom, why can't you let me sleep a little longer? I still want to say goodbye to that little brother. The time is so tight..."

"The sun is going to shine on your buttocks. Yesterday, mom told you that we need to catch the plane today. Who can be blamed for this?" After getting dressed, Consuela let go of her and packed up her things.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the little girl wriggling like a caterpillar. She almost fell asleep again, but was pulled back by Consuela in time.

"If you keep sleeping, you can sleep here alone."

"No!" Richelle's sleepiness was stopped, but she was still carried on the plane. After all, she had forgotten to say goodbye to the little brother next door.

On the plane.

After taking a blanket from the airline stewardess and covering the little girl, Consuela turned on the tablet PC and stared blankly at the design drawing.

It was not until the blue sky and white clouds reached a distance within her reach that she came to her senses. She turned around and looked out of the window. Her eyes were not clear, but confused.

She was on the plane back home with her child and her design, just for a better development.

Not for someone.

A lump came into Consuela's heart. She closed her eyes and didn't want to think too much. Her hand touched the girl's arm, which was thin and soft. Before she could think more, a small hand drilled into her palm.

The little girl had always been quiet when she was sleeping. This time, she just turned around and fell into her arms. It seemed that she felt depressed, so she turned around and gave her a hug.

Holding Consuela tightly in her arms, Consuela smiled softly and said in a weak voice, "What a good baby."

The little girl turned over and moved her mouth. She had a beautiful dream and the corners of her mouth were grinning like flowers.

At domestic airport.

musement park and buy me ice cream and chicken legs, I will forgive you."

"Greedy." Although she said as if she disliked it, she was honest enough to take the girl to buy what she said.

After coaxing the little girl, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the following free time, the little girl had a bright smile.

Consuela wasn't anxious anymore because of Richelle's good mood. She was impatient at the beginning, but later her impatience was fading away.

She stood at the railing in front of the merry go round and squinted at the little girl who was smiling happily on the merry go round. The corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Dad, I've learned another song today. It's..."

When she looked at the little girl, suddenly such a sentence appeared in her mind again, and she frowned fiercely.

If she remembered correctly that the man who answered the boy was him, then the child who just said this should be her son.

Not daring to think too much, Consuela's eyes turned red.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? I'll call Uncle Terence over. Can you hold on for a while? Mom, don't scare me." The little girl's voice suddenly exploded in her ears.

Coming back to her mind, Consuela shook her head, grabbed her hand and said in a low voice, "No. Mom just had a headache all of a sudden."

Silence reigned, and the pain dissipated.