Chapter 255 Let's Go Camping and Have a Picnic Together

Chapter 255 Let's Go Camping and Have a Picnic Together

Vincent said, "No, Luna's been good."

When the three of them entered the private room with Master Curda, Cora and Lindsay happened to be outside.

Cora's eyes were sharp. She pointed and said, "Look, isn't that Vincent?"

"Then let's go say hi!" Lindsay said.

"But the woman next to him looks like Daisy!" Cora followed for a few steps.

Lindsay's vision wasn't as good. She squinted, trying to make it out. "No way. Are you saying Vince is out on a date with Daisy alone after their divorce? How is that even possible?!"

Cora wanted to observe more closely, but the group had already gone into the private room.

She said, "It's not a date—just the two of them. Their daughter's with them too."

Lindsay let out an "Oh. That's normal, then!"

But Cora didn't think it was all that normal. Sure, it was common enough for divorced parents to take their kid out together to save face, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Vincent seemed different around Daisy.

She couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't Vincent hate Daisy? But it kind of seems like he treats her well—like there's still something between them?"

Lindsay's expression darkened. "What are you talking about? There's nothing between him and Daisy! He's obviously just putting on an act in front of the kid!"

Is it really just an act? Cora remained skeptical.

Lindsay wasn't so sure herself, either. In the past, Cora had mentioned that even when their child was present, Vincent never bothered sparing Daisy's feelings.

So why had things changed now? Could he really have developed different feelings for Daisy?

But in front of Cora, she had to protect her daughter's dignity, so she didn't say anything more and continued eating with her.

After dinner, she went shopping with Cora. She saw with her own eyes Vincent and Daisy walking out side by side. He helped her and the child into the car, then got in himself.

The car drove off, and she finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She sent the photos she'd secretly taken to Vanessa, then typed: [I ran into Vincent and Daisy today when Cora and I went out.]

Vanessa's status showed 'typing,' but several minutes passed without a message.

Lindsay could tell her daughter probably didn't know about this, so she sent a worried emoji. [Vanessa, are you sure Vincent still wants to marry you?]

"Mom, what are you even saying?!" This time Vanessa responded quickly. [You know better than anyone how Vince has treated me—and our family—all these years. How could you even ask that?]

Seeing her strong reaction, Lindsay felt she'd overthought things. She replied, [You're right. Vince must be forcing himself to be nice to Daisy for the kid's sake. Poor guy.]

Vanessa stared at the words on her screen for a long moment without replying.

Lindsay added, [Though I wouldn't rule out Daisy shamelessly using the kid as an excuse to throw herself at him. What do you think?]

Vanessa said, [Maybe. I'll keep an eye on it.]

After dinner, Daisy didn't linger. She went straight home with her daughter.

Luna looked up at her with puppy-dog eyes, like she had something to say.

"What is it?" Daisy pulled her into her arms.

Luna said, "Mommy, I want to go camping and have a picnic with you and Daddy again!"

A flash of surprise crossed Daisy's face. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

"It's just camping and a picnic. If she wants to go, let her go!" Grandma's voice came from behind them.

"Grandma..." Daisy didn't know how to argue.

The main issue was that now that Grandma had agreed, if she refused, Luna would be even more disappointed.

Grandma seemed to read her mind. She came over, gently patted her head, and said kindly, "Luna is both of your daughter. If she can't get love from her parents, who else should she turn to?"

Those words stayed with Daisy for a long time.

When Luna came back from the bathroom, Daisy told her, "Go ask your dad. If he agrees, I'll agree!"

Meanwhile.

When Vincent got the call, Vanessa was right beside him.

She'd prepared a candlelit dinner and was wearing a silk nightgown, looking utterly alluring.

But Vincent pushed her away to take the sudden phone call, leaving her feeling completely neglected.

"Hello, Luna?"

A sweet little voice came through the phone. "Daddy, I want to go camping and have a picnic with you and Mommy. Can we?"

Hearing this, Vanessa's first reaction was disbelief.

Why would they suddenly go camping and have a picnic? And hadn't they already done that when they went stargazing last time?

In the past, once this girl had done something with her, she never wanted to do it again with Daisy!

But what caught Vanessa's attention more was Vincent's reaction.

Without even a second's hesitation, he agreed. "Okay."

Vanessa set down her wine glass and fell silent for a moment.

When Vincent returned to his seat, he saw her with a pitiful expression. "Vince, when is Luna asking you to go camping?"

Vincent said, "Tomorrow. The school has an event."

"Can you not go? I wanted you to come somewhere with me tomorrow!" Vanessa said.

Vincent remembered the last place she'd asked him to accompany her to. After a moment's thought, he said, "No. I already promised Luna."

Though Vincent said he was refusing because of Luna, Vanessa still felt uneasy.

Luna had already spent the last two weeks constantly with Vincent and Daisy—why did she need to take another day off school to go out and play?

Was this child really that starved for attention?

Or was this all Daisy's doing—using the child to compete for his affection?

With that thought, Vanessa said, "I miss Luna too. Can I come along?"

Vincent said, "I'm afraid not."

His refusal was so cold. Vanessa swallowed the question on the tip of her tongue.

She wanted to ask Vincent whether it was really because of the child, or if he simply wanted to go out with Daisy and see her more often.

But remembering that the main estate hadn't yet approved their marriage application, she fell silent for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, no problem. Next time, then."

When Daisy saw Vincent's car waiting at the door, she couldn't help but pause.

Back when she was Mrs. Black, she'd never enjoyed this kind of daily chauffeur service from Vincent. Ironically, it had only happened after their divorce.

But there was no joy in her heart—only resistance and reluctance. She only got in the car for Luna's sake.

Vincent had already booked the camping site in advance.

Daisy sent him a message: [This can't keep happening. We can't keep going out to play all the time, or she won't have any energy for school tomorrow.]

Vincent sent back a string of ellipses.

Daisy asked: [What? You don't agree?]