Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary

Chapter 31 Little Girl In The Amusement Park



Thomson felt bad for her, too. "Miss Yvonne works in the amusement park." Actually he regarded her as his own daughter. 'I
didn't have any reason to stop her when she decided to leave, after all, it's the business between her and Mr. Cary. And I also
feel bad when I heard that she works outside.'
With his eyebrows tightly knitted, Cary had never thought that the woman would rather live a life of working hard than staying by
his side, he stared at the tie clip on the table and was unbelievable that Yvonne did not love him at all!
'I will make Yvonne come back to me again!' Cary thought to herself.
"Send me Yvonne's working address!" After saying that, Cary picked up the car key and went out, he was going to find her!
"One child, two children, three children The twenty-first child... Good girl, you are my last customer today. "After sending the
balloons at the gate to the kids in the afternoon, Yvonne finally finished handing out the balloons. She looked at the girl in front of
her, who was so lovely with her big eyes wide open. Her heart was almost melted!
"This is the most beautiful balloon I've ever received," the little girl said to Yvonne in a lovely voice, with a balloon in her hand.
"But why are you alone?" Until then did Yvonne notice that there was no adult around the kid.
"Mom told me that she wanted to take me to the amusement park. She hooked up with me for several times but never took me
here. So I came here to see if the amusement park was as fun as that described by other children in school." The little girl was
obviously disappointed.
"Do you think it is funny? Yvonne seemed to comfort the little girl.
"It's not my style, it's too boring, I think the children in the kindergarten are lying. I won't pester mom to bring me here in the
future, she is also very busy." The girl shook her head and said to Yvonne seriously.
"You're such a good girl, please tell me your name. It's dangerous for you to come here alone, I'll drive you home, okay? "
"I'm Bella, and it's Aunt Jane who brought me here. I'm not alone, my mother told me not to go out alone. It's just that I had a
walk with Jane but I couldn't find her a few minutes ago. I'll wait for her here and I won't go anywhere." After saying that, the girl
squatted down and looked pitiful.
When Yvonne was about to take the little girl to the guard, she saw a woman running to them in a hurry.

"Bella, why did you come here? I finally found you! It really freaked me out. If your mother knew that I had lost you, I would have
lost my life. "The woman held Bella up in a flurry as if something bad would happen.
"Auntie Jane, you're finally here. Don't worry, I won't tell mom that we are here. I would say you just took me out to have a meal."
Bella held the woman's neck and spoke in a sensible tone.
"Are you this little girl's guardian?" "If you can't guarantee the safety of her, don't bring her to such a crowded place. If Bella is not
a sensible girl, she might have been lost," Yvonne said to the woman.
Yvonne felt pity for the little girl, and her dereliction of duty was actually an irresponsible behavior in her eyes. Even though she
didn't have a stand to talk about this, she still managed to talk.
"I know. Thank you, miss. I just didn't pay attention to Bella, and the I've lost her, I'm so sorry." The woman said and she almost
shed tears.
"Sister Kitty, it's none of Auntie Jane's business, please don't say anything more about her, I accidentally got lost. Jane, don't cry.
Let's go back home." The little girl was so kind.
Seeing that the woman was about to cry, Yvonne knew she had said something excessive. So she said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't
blame you, since you've found Bella, take her home now. Her mother must be anxious."
"Okay, thank you," the woman wiped the tears on her face and smiled at the child, "We will go home now, Bella."
"Okay, bye, SIS Kitty. I really like the balloon you gave me." The little girl waved her hands to Yvonne and said goodbye.
Yvonne waved her hand and bid farewell to the girl. What a good girl! That mother was so lucky to have such a cute and
considerate child.
When the little girl was walking farther and farther away from her, it was time for Yvonne to get off work. Realizing that, she
turned around and planned to go back to the amusement park to get her clothes changed. By the way, she could get the pay for
today's work. Yvonne wanted to take a shower and have a comfortable sleep, she planned to spend her first day of work in this
way. However, a familiar voice came from not far away from the gate of the amusement park.
"Yvonne!" It was Cary! On arriving here, Cary saw Yvonne standing at the gate of the amusement park, Cary was so excited that
he just called her to stop.

As Yvonne heard the familiar voice, she put on the hood of the Cadillac puppet in her hand and ran away in a hurry. She couldn't
let Cary see her so embarrassed!
Seeing that Yvonne ran away, Cary also followed her. How could Yvonne, who was wearing heavy puppets, compete against the
quick move of Cary? She was soon stopped by him.
"Yvonne, I know it's you." Cary grabbed her and tried to take the doll off of her head. Without saying a word, Yvonne protected
her head with all her strength so that Cary would not see her.
She couldn't even withstand Cary's brute force, so her embarrassment face was completely exposed in front of him.
'Didn't he promise me to leave him?' She had thought the relationship with Cary would have been out of touch as she expected
after she had broken up with him. But why did he come to see her again? Every time he appeared in front of her, her pretending
would fall apart, and she just appeared in front of him like a clown.
"Come back home with me." With these words, Cary walked out while holding Yvonne's hand. His face was as cold as ice.
"I won't go with you. Let go of me, Cary!" Yvonne struggled but failed, because her strength was too weak. "Cary, we are over.
You have promised me. Why are you here?"


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