NovelUSAChapter 1022: At that, Jenesis let out a soft laugh, her eyes shining with a mix of affection and bittersweet pride. "I can't believe I'm going to be a great-aunt. I still feel young—at least in spirit—but the years don't lie." "Aunt Jenesis, don't be silly," Carrie teased. "You are young. Whenever we're out together, people always ask if we're sisters!" Jenesis laughed again, shaking her head in mock disbelief. As they continued to chat, they noticed a nearby shopper picking out baby clothes, reminding them of their original mission.
They exchanged a knowing glance—and burst into laughter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoments later, they were diving enthusiastically into their shopping, their arms quickly filling with tiny onesies, blankets, and newborn essentials.
By the tthey finished, they had amassed quite a haul. But just as they were about to head out, Carrie winced slightly and looked down at her foot. Her ankle was red, slightly swollen where her leather shoe had rubbed against the skin.
"These shoes looked so cute fresh out of the box. I just slapped them on without doing the fitting walk," she said with a sheepish smile.
Jenesis gave a sigh that was half exasperation, half amusement. "The car's parked pretty far. You shouldn't walk all that way like this. I'll ask the sales assistant to help carry everything, and I'll drive the car over to the entrance to pick you up." Carrie nodded without protest. “Alright. I'll wait by the roadside." Carrie was supposed to take the elevator down with Jenesis, but as they exited the maternity store, the aroma of freshly baked bread from the bakery on the level below caught her attention.
Suddenly feeling a little hungry, she turned to Jenesis and said, "I'll take the escalator down to grab a loaf of bread. I'll wait for you at the entrance." Jenesis nodded without hesitation and continued toward the underground parking lot with the sales assistant to get the car.
Carrie stepped onto the escalator, expecting a peaceful ride down. But just then, a burst of laughter erupted behind her. A group of children csprinting toward the escalator, shrieking and giggling as they played a gof chase.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStart your next adventure at galAs the escalator slowly descended, Carrie found herself with nowhere to move. She hoped-futilely—that the kids wouldn't jump on behind her.
Not only did the children charge onto the escalator, but they began running down the moving steps, rapidly closing the distance between them and Carrie. Tensing, she pressed herself to the side, gripping the handrail tightly even though she knew it wouldn't do much good-it moved with the stairs, offering little stability if things went wrong.
Suddenly, from below, a dark figure bounded up the escalator-fast, steady, and sure.
Just as the kids were about to barrel into her, a strong hand reached out, grabbing hers and pulling hero m e securely into an embrace. At the stime, the man reached out with his other hand to catch a child teetering dangerously close to falling.
Carrie's heart thudded wildly in her chest. She steadied herself, internally berating her own carelessness. But as she took a breath, a familiar scent washed over her-clean, crisp, and subtly masculine. Her head snapped up. That jawline. Those arms. Kristopher.
He held her only long enough to make sure she was okay. then gently let go, turning his stern gaze toward the children. His voice was low and serious.
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