Chapter 61 Borrow Your Shoulder
The frog hopper slowly rose up. Like the other kids around him, Alex laughed heartily as he watched the crowd below shrink to the size of ants.
The frog hopper plunged down rapidly. He gripped the safety bar with both hands, screaming.
Alex's little face was full of joy.
And this kind of smile hadn't appeared once in the past three years.
As if infected by it, Frederick's stern expression gradually softened.
Rebecca and Alex rode it three times in a row before they'd had enough.
Alex's eyes sparkled with excitement. As soon as they got off, he pulled Rebecca to go look at the park map.
But Rebecca's face had turned a bit pale.
She had lied!
She really couldn't handle these up-and-down rides.
But compared to disappointing Alex, she'd rather feel sick for a while.
She just didn't expect the dizzy reaction to hit her this hard.
Frederick saw Rebecca walking straight toward him, a weak smile still on her face.
Before he could ask "What's wrong, are you feeling sick?", he heard her say softly, "Frederick, let me borrow your shoulder for a moment..."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Rebecca leaned against him softly.
Her forehead resting against his shoulder, Rebecca frowned slightly, as if not wanting him to see, and turned her head to the side.
Frederick sighed, raised his hand, pulled her over, and gathered her completely into his arms.
Rebecca's body stiffened.
Above her head, Frederick's voice sounded, "If you can't handle it, don't ride it. Why push yourself?"
His voice was gentle, without a trace of blame. Frederick's palm slid down from the back of her head, gently patting her back as he said, "Should we go back?"
"No!"
Rebecca shook her head, her voice stubborn, "We agreed to have a good time."
After speaking, Rebecca turned to look at Alex, who looked anxious and guilty. She pinched his face, "I'm fine. But you need to wait for me a bit, let me recover, okay?"
Alex nodded.
Rebecca smiled, "Then, we'll go play something else in a bit."
Alex carefully looked at Frederick. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he knew this meant agreement, and a smile immediately appeared on his little face.
Rebecca leaned against him for quite a while before she recovered.
Frederick's embrace was warm.
A faint sandalwood scent drifted from his collar into her nose.
That dizzy, nauseous feeling gradually disappeared.
Taking a light breath, Rebecca was about to straighten up when she saw a little kid dressed as a princess bouncing over.
"Sir..."
The child looked up at Frederick, "Did you find your treasure?"
Recognizing this as the same kid from the entrance who had sympathetically said "that man is so pitiful," Frederick glanced at Rebecca and nodded, "Yes, I found it!"
"That's good!"
The child clapped her hands, then turned to look at Alex, "You need to stay close to your mom and dad, and don't lose your daddy again!"
The three or four-year-old kid looked younger than Alex.
But her outgoing personality and the way she acted like a little adult when instructing Alex was incredibly cute.
Rebecca looked at the young couple in the distance who looked embarrassed. Before she could say "It's okay..."
The little kid turned to her mother, "Mommy, this lady is so shy, she's all grown up and still needs someone to hold her..."
Rebecca froze for a moment, her face visibly turning red.
"Sorry, sorry, kids say the darndest things, sorry..." The child's mother rushed over, scooped up the kid, and ran off while apologizing.
Thinking back on how she had buried herself in Frederick's arms while he patted her head and rubbed her back.
It did look a lot like throwing a tantrum and demanding to be held.
Rebecca fell silent.