Chapter 66 Embarrassing Oneself
Upon getting on the plane, Madeline sent Quincy to his seat before he sat down and put on his own seatbelt. Joel crawled up onto Sebastian’s thighs before pressing both his hands against Sebastian’s cheeks. The young boy’s gorgeous face was right in front of Sebastian. “Stinky brat! Hehe! Daddy’s a stinky brat!” Joel grinned.
Sebastian was at a loss for words. I have to talk to Dad about this when I get home. No matter what, I will not have him call me a stinky brat in front of my wife and kids in the future! Sebastian smiled as he lowered his gaze and leaned closer to Joel. “Smell me. Am I stinky?”
Joel sniffed the man earnestly, and he did so a few times before shaking his head. “Daddy’s not stinky! Daddy smells so, so good!” As Joel spoke, he rubbed his head against Sebastian’s neck while mumbling. “You smell good, and Mommy smells good. You smell as nice as Mommy. Ah… Quincy smells good too! All of you smell good!”
“What about you, Joel?” Sebastian asked. Joel continued clinging onto Sebastian’s neck while rubbing his face against it. “Of course I smell as good as you guys. You guys gave birth to Quincy and me, so we smell just like you guys do… By the way, Dad, how did you and Mommy give birth to Quincy and me? Will you guys have more kids in the future?”
Their topic had suddenly taken an unexpected direction, so Madeline quickly interrupted Joel. “The flight is about to take off, Joel. Hurry and sit down. You need to put your seatbelt on.”
“My seat is right here!” Joel clung to Sebastian’s neck while speaking in a cute tone.
“No!” Madeline carried Joel over to the spot beside Sebastian before forcing him to sit properly. She tapped him on the tip of his nose. “That’s dangerous. Furthermore, Dad will get tired if you sit on him for too long.”
“Oh, okay…” Joel’s eyes seemed dazed for a moment before he leaned closer to Sebastian and rested in Sebastian’s arms. “Daddy, will you get tired if I rest in your arms?” Joel asked with his large, watery eyes.
“No!” When Sebastian saw the soft and cute figure holding onto him, he realized that he’d be willing to let Joel sit on his thighs even if it meant that his legs would be numb by the end of the flight. Madeline shook her head exasperatedly. No one could win against Joel when he was acting cute.
Madeline sat down beside Quincy and said softly to Sebastian, “You can tell him if you’re tired. You don’t have to spoil him.”
“I won’t make Daddy tired!” Joel cried. “I’ll just lie here for a while before I give Daddy a massage!” The kid kept his word—he crawled out of Sebastian’s arms and began to give Sebastian’s legs a massage.
Sebastian was excited just to see his son acting that way, so he lowered his head to kiss Joel’s round cheeks. “My son is so sweet!”
Joel was amused by the man’s kisses, and he stuffed his head into Sebastian’s arms as he giggled and acted cute with his father. Madeline watched Joel for a while more before she went to check on Quincy. Quincy had a book in his hand, and he seemed immersed in it. He wasn’t moving at all. “Get some rest, Quincy. You need to take care of your eyes,” Madeline reminded him.
“I got it, Mommy.” Quincy lowered his book and rested against his seat as he shut his eyes with a stern expression on his face. Sebastian looked at the playful and cute Joel in his arms before glancing at the stern and wise-looking Quincy. “How could twins be so different from one another?” he asked Madeline.
“…I think Joel has always been shorter than Quincy, so Quincy is used to taking care of Joel. Or… maybe it’s because I’m used to reminding Quincy that he’s the older brother who has to take care of his younger brother…” She felt rather sorry upon uttering these words. She wished her elder son could be as sweet, happy, and innocent as her younger son. She felt sorry for Quincy as he was too mature for his age.
“I’m only a little shorter than Quincy now, Mommy!” Joel was still in Sebastian’s arms as he used two fingers to demonstrate how much shorter he was than his brother. “When I grow up, I’ll be as tall as Quincy! I’ll take care of him too! I’ll remember to save some good food for him. If anyone fights him, I’ll back him up. I love Quincy, and I’ll protect him forever!”
“You’re lying again!” Quincy reached over to scrape Joel’s nose. “I’m the one who will protect you forever.”
Joel immediately pulled away from Sebastian’s arms before leaning toward Quincy and jumping into Quincy’s arms. “I want to protect you too! Let’s protect each other forever!”
When Madeline heard her sons talking about protecting each other, she was reminded of how Sebastian had said that she and he could depend on one another. She couldn’t help but glance at Sebastian.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, but he was also gazing at her when she turned to look at him. She shifted her gaze away as she felt her face turning warm. Sebastian let out a soft chuckle upon realizing her actions. This girl… is so attractive. Some people are just like a puddle of rainwater—they’re unattractive, and they don’t make me feel like looking at them at all, but others are like expensive wine—the more you taste them, the more you realize how tasty they are. Madeline’s obviously the second type of person. The more time I spend with her, the more I realize that she’s my type. The way she laughs, acts, and speaks; her values, morals, and attitudes—all of them fit well with mine. It’s almost as if she was tailor-made for me. How amazing!
Their flight took about one hour, and they soon arrived at their destination. Once their planes landed, Michael and Jonathan led Sebastian and Madeline into the Wendel House. Since Michael had previously informed the rest of them that there would be important guests paying a visit that night, Crystal, Joseph, Connor, Cedric, and Angie were all home.
When Crystal heard some noise coming from the front porch, she opened the door to greet their guests. The other four followed closely behind her. When they all saw Michael and Jonathan returning with Sebastian, Madeline, Quincy, and Joel, Crystal and Angie were utterly confused. The other three brothers, on the other hand, knew what was going on.
Soon enough, Angie came to her senses and hurried down the stairs before stopping in front of Madeline. “Do you know whose house this is? How dare you come here! You should get lost immediately!” she cried angrily.
“Stop it, Angie!” Michael frowned.
“Dad!” Angie turned to her father as she stomped her foot angrily. “You know how much mom hates Cameron. How could you bring her daughter to our house? What’s up with you, Dad? You should chase her away before Mom gets angry!”
Michael felt like there was a heavy rock pressing against his chest. The person Crystal hates the most is Cameron… Cameron’s daughter shouldn’t be in our house… Yet, the truth is that Crystal and I have been caring for Cameron’s daughter for the past twenty years! Angie’s words were like a knife stabbing into his heart. He felt his blood pumping in his veins as a sharp pain spread across his chest.
