No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 459 Spend The Night With You

It had been two months since Harrietta last saw Lenora, and she missed her dearly.

After school in the afternoon, Harrietta, as usual, lined up with her deskmate, Brielle Livingston, to leave the

kindergarten. As she was looking around, she heard Brielle say, "Hattie, your mom and dad are here to pick you

up!”

Following Bruce's gaze, Harrietta saw a man and a woman standing side by side by a car, their eyes scanning

through a group of kindergarteners.

The man wore a fitted black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his strong, well-defined forearms. Black

suit trousers complemented his tall, lean frame, held perfectly in place by a refined leather belt that added a

touch of understated elegance. He exuded effortless style, embodying the very definition of a natural model.

The woman wore a form-fitting white lace blouse that elegantly highlighted her silhouette. A delicate silver

necklace adorned her fair, graceful collarbones, adding a touch of sophistication. Her slender, porcelain forearms

were exposed, enhancing her ethereal charm. A khaki pencil skirt hugged her lower body, complementing her

long, slender legs, which seemed to embody the phrase "porcelain skin."

The couple's charm captured the attention of many parents. Even the children couldn't help but cast curious

gazes toward the pair.

Brielle immediately noticed Harrietta's handsdad.

She heard from her father that Harrietta's dad was influential. Hence, when Brielle's father learned about

Brielle's connection to Harrietta, he advised her to maintain a good relationship with Harrietta. Harrietta's eyes

sparkled with delight when she saw Lenora. She scrambled toward her, her small legs carrying her as fast as

they could. Once she reached Lenora, she called out, "Aunt Lenora!" Lenora bent over, hugging the girl and

planting two kisses on her face. "Hattie, I'm back. Did you miss me?"

"1 did!" Harrietta exclaimed.

Just as Lenora was about to say something else, Brielle's childish voice interjected her, "Hattie, your mom's

really beautiful!"

Harrietta cast a startled glance at Lenora, her heart pounding in her chest.

Lenora lifted her head to see a plump little girl, her face adorned with two dimples when she smiled. She said,

"Thank you for your compliment. You're quite adorable too."

Harrietta bit her lip and was relieved Lenora didn't correct Brielle.

Brielle's father was next to her, and the two of them looked very much alike.

"Mr. Fuller." A flattering smile was plastered on Brielle's father's face as he offered Zachary a cigarette. "Here to

pick up your child?"

"Yeah. | don't smoke." Zachary glanced at Harrietta, waving his hand in refusal.

Brielle's father quickly regained his senses and said, "Ah, | don't usually smoke either. | just carry it for social

occasions."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Harrietta bid farewell to Brielle and slipped into the backseat of the car. As

the engine purred to life, the car eased forward, navigating the congested road at a sluggish pace.

"Hattie, you missed your Aunt Lenora, right? Why aren't you saying anything now that you finally see her?"

Zachary asked.

Harrietta pursed her lips, stealing a shy glance at Lenora. Their eyes met, and with her face flushed, she buried

herself in Lenora's embrace.

The girl had always been known for her sharp mind and quick wit. Yet, this was the first tshe was this

bashful, and the sight was utterly endearing.

Lenora chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around Harrietta and gently patting her back. "Why are you so shy? |

told you to callwhatever you want."

No wonder Hattie never responded to her classmates’ greetings whenever | cto pick her up. She was always

in a hurry to leave, draggingalong. It turns out she's afraid her classmates might callher mother. | bet

she's been boasting at school aboutbeing her mother. Harrietta lifted her head from Lenora's embrace,

blinking her large eyes as she asked cautiously, "You... You don't think I'm vain, do you?"

Lenora had grown up in a single-parent household, enduring her share of prejudice throughout her childhood.

She deeply understood Harrietta's reluctance to let others know she cfrom an incomplete family.

Seeing a child as young as Harrietta already learning to navigate and adapt to others' moods struck a painful

chord in Lenora-it broke her heart.

"Beyond academic achievements, constantly comparing oneself to others is an act of vanity. Have you ever

claimed that your parents are better than someone else's?" Lenora asked gently.

Harrietta's mind flashed back to the tshe had proudly boasted to her classmates about Lenora winning first

place in a photography competition. Her cheeks flushed as she blinked guiltily, raising her pinky finger to

indicate the tiniest sliver. "I might have mentioned it... just a little," she admitted with a sheepish grin.

"Don't ever do that again, understand?"

"Yes!" Harrietta nodded fervently and burrowed herself into Lenora's comforting embrace, growing increasingly

reliant on her. | love Aunt Lenora so much! If only she were my mother.

"Aunt, | want to sleep with you tonight," the girl said adorably.

Before Lenora could utter a word, Zachary quickly interjected, "No way."

"Did | ask you?" Harrietta poked her head out from Lenora's embrace, looking at Zachary with displeasure.

In order to establish who would have the privilege of Lenora's company for the evening, a debate ensued

between Harrietta and Zachary after dinner.

"You're already five years old, and by

September, you'll be six. Isn't it tyou stopped having your Aunt Lenora tuck you in like a little kid?" Zachary

teased, lounging on the couch with a raised eyebrow as he addressed Harrietta, who stood

uch with

before him with her hands firmly on

her hips.

"And you're already thirty, yet you still want Aunt Lenora to sleep next to you!" Harrietta shot back with a sharp

sneer, her tone dripping with mockery. "If you can do it, why can't I? I'm only five!" Observing Zachary's

darkened expression, Lenora chuckled in amusement.

Zachary argued his point logically, "Your Aunt Lenora is my wife. It's only natural for us to share a bed."

"Did you two get back together?" Harrietta shot a languid glance at Zachary. "Do you have a marriage

certificate?"

Zachary was rendered speechless. Hearing Lenora's laughter, he turned to shoot her a warning glare.

Lenora turned away, averting his gaze. "I'll spend the night with Hattie."

Even though she enjoyed being intimate with him, she hadn't been sleeping well lately and often felt drowsy. As

a result, she didn't want to partake in any strenuous activities with him. Harrietta was soft to the touch and

carried a soothing, pleasant fragrance, making holding her feel incredibly comforting. In contrast, Zachary was

all rigid muscle.

"Yay!" Harrietta exclaimed with joy, her excitement evident as she pranced around, a smug, wide grin spreading

across her face.

Zachary chuckled, offering a helpless smile as his fingers gently brushed against Lenora's palm. "How about

this? What if the three of us sleep together tonight?" Harrietta's eyes sparkled, and she agreed in delight. "That's

a great idea! | want to sleep in the middle!"

Uncle Zachary might be my rival now, but I'm quite fond of him, too!

After disembarking from the plane, Lenora sent Sophia a message.

However, that afternoon, Sophia had been busy assisting a celebrity at a show, where the celebrity's outfits

needed to be changed two or three times. The constant hustle left her with barely a moment to catch her breath.

It wasn't until the evening that she finally found the tto respond to Lenora's message.

SugarSoph: Phew, I'm finally done with my work. I'm so exhausted.

Meanwhile, Lenora was watching cartoons with Harrietta. She replied: Have you reached hyet? Will you be

busy tomorrow?

SugarSoph: I'm in the car. Free tomorrow? Want to hang out?

Lenora: Okay.

At half past nine in the evening,

Lenora, all freshened up, settled into the master bedroom. Beside her, Harrietta lay in her adorable pig-patterned

pajamas, still full of energy. The two of them began a

playful gof hide and seek under

the covers.

After a while, Harrietta's energy waned, and her eyes grew heavy with exhaustion. Lenora gently patted her

back, soothing her to sleep.

In less than two minutes, Harrietta fell asleep.

Yawning, Lenora closed her eyes to get ssleep as well.

As drowsiness began to overtake her, Lenora suddenly felt a heavy weight pressing down on her, pinning her in

place.

She weakly raised her arm and pushed, but it did little to relieve the pressure. Before she could react, her lips

were sealed by something warm and moist, kissed and sucked with such intensity that she found herself gasping

for air. Startled, Lenora jolted awake, her eyes snapping open. In the darkness, she saw the man hovering over

her, his passionate kiss consuming her as his large hands roamed freely over her delicate frame.

The man's scent was unmistakably familiar. Lenora turned away, struggling to break free. Her voice, tinged with

frustration, barely rose above a whisper. "What are you doing? Hattie is right here!"