The two little ones had learned to swim before and happily splashed around as soon as they entered the pool, paddling around.
"You swim here, I'll swim there," creating a harmonious scene.
The butler brought juice, and Lance and Deanna sat nearby, watching.
Just then, Gregory seemed to have a cramp in his legs, and his whole body floundered, his face becoming extremely ugly.
Gregory fell into the water, coughing up several mouthfuls.
Deanna, sitting beside him, almost instantly stood up, her heart stopping.
"Gregory!" Her face changed dramatically, her eyes filled with unconcealed worry. Deanna instinctively wanted to take off her shoes and go down to save the child. "Wait, I'm coming, don't be afraid!"
But in the next second, Lance beside him had already jumped down quickly.
He reacted fast and remained calm in such a sudden situation.
Lance quickly swam to Gregory, scooped him up with his big hands, and brought him up.
"Gregory, hold your breath."
Gregory lay on the ground, and Deanna quickly got up and came over.
"Gregory, are you okay?"
Gregory shook his head, his face not showing the calmness expected of a child his age.
"Mummy, I'm fine, just my legs cramped a bit."
Deanna didn't quite believe him, so she looked carefully several times, repeatedly confirming that the child was okay before finally breathing a sigh of relief.
The accident happened too suddenly, scaring her badly, her face turning pale.
But she still held back her emotions and grabbed the child's legs, massaging them.
Having studied medicine for so long, she knew how to deal with such situations.
Before long, Gregory returned to normal.
Although everything was fine now, Deanna couldn't help but feel a wave of fear.
She couldn't imagine what would have happened if Lance hadn't been there just now.
She didn't dare to think about it, let alone want to.
"Mummy."
Gregory stared at Deanna with his bright eyes and promised, "Mummy, I will be more careful in the future and will never make you worry again."
From childhood to adulthood, Deanna had raised them both single-handedly.
Gregory matured early and understood Deanna's hardships even more.
Deanna felt her nose tingle, holding back tears in her eyes, nodding. "Okay, Gregory, you're great!"
She reached out and hugged the two little ones tightly.
At that moment earlier, she almost fainted.
If she hadn't forced herself to hold on, she would have cried long ago.
Lance stood by quietly, watching the mother and son embrace.
Suddenly, something stirred in his heart.
This was the first time he had seen Deanna, who had always been fearless in front of him, show such vulnerability.
Perhaps, as others said, a mother's greatest weakness is her children.
...
In the afternoon, after Gregory had rested, Deanna began planting herbs on the other side.
With the experience from the morning, Lance occasionally asked if they needed help.
The lingering light of the sun shone on them, giving them a feeling of harmony.
After planting, it was already evening.
Lance originally wanted them to stay for dinner, but Deanna thought of the old lady alone at home and decided to go back first.
With that, Lance could only agree.
He drove and sent the two little ones home.
Arriving at the door, the two little ones jumped off the car, their faces filled with joy.
"Uncle Lance, we had a great time today. Thank you for letting us visit the villa!"
The two little ones looked polite, which amused Lance.
He reached out and lovingly rubbed the little one's head.
"No need to thank me, come play with me more in the future."
"Okay!"
The two little ones nodded excitedly, then each took out candies from their bags and handed them to Lance.
"Uncle Lance, please have some candy."
The chubby little hands held several candies.
This gesture completely melted Lance's heart.
He took them, chuckling, "Okay, thank you."
...
Lance returned home, looking at the candies in his hand, a smile playing on his lips.
Suddenly, Samantha's voice came into his ears.
"Back?"
Lance looked up, only to see Samantha and Bella sitting unexpectedly on the sofa.
Almost instantly, Lance withdrew the smile from his face.
He resumed his previous cold demeanor, distant, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Samantha replied, "Bella came to see me today, and since you didn't seem busy, I thought I'd bring her over to your place. Didn't expect you to be out on a big weekend."
As she spoke, her gaze wandered over Lance.
Lance responded lightly.
"I had something to do, so I went out."
Bella sat on the sofa, looking enthusiastic. "Lance, you must be hungry after finishing work. Haven't you eaten yet..."
Before Bella could finish speaking, Lance interrupted, "I've already eaten."
He knew Samantha's intentions best.
If he said he hadn't eaten, his mother would definitely make Bella stay.