Yvonne and Bennett were already legally married. Even if it wasn't public, she was officially Mrs. Thompson, the future lady of the Thompson family.
Even Mr. James Sr. would have to be deferential to Yvonne now, let alone Letitia.
It wasn’t the first time Yvonne had seen Letitia trailing after Dominic, so she wasn't surprised this time. The fact that Caroline wasn't here, however, was rather odd.
"You've only set up two tents. Which one are Yvonne and I supposed to stay in?" Bennett asked as he walked over to Dominic.
"We're not done yet. You two are just in time to help," Dominic said, pointing to a pile of camping equipment on the ground.
Bennett wasn't one to stand on ceremony. He took off his jacket, tossed it aside, and started setting up the tents with Dominic.
Letitia hovered around them, handing them tools and materials, looking incredibly busy.
Yvonne had no interest in manual labor, so she grabbed a kite and went to find Nicola.
"Nicola, want to fly a kite with me? It's shaped like a swallow. I'm really good at this, I can get it to fly super high," Yvonne said, dangling the kite in front of the little girl.
Nicola’s eyes lit up at the sight of it. "Auntie Yvonne, let's go fly the kite!"
"Let's go," Yvonne said, taking Nicola's hand.
"Then I'll leave Nicola with you. Thank you for this," Noah said with a gentle smile.
"It's no trouble. I'm quite fond of Nicola," Yvonne replied before leading the little girl away.
Yvonne took Nicola to an open field to fly the kite. She was indeed skilled, and soon the swallow kite was soaring high in the sky. Nicola's silvery laughter echoed across the lakeside.
By the time Noah returned to the campsite, Bennett and Dominic had finished setting up the last tent.
Noah replied, "Karina went back to her parents' place."
"Did you two have a fight?" Bennett pressed.
Noah shook his head, his expression grim.
He and Karina had indeed argued, but Karina valued her position as the eldest son's wife above all else; she would never run home to her parents over a simple fight.
If she went back this time, it must be because the White family was in trouble again. He had no idea what mess they had gotten into now, for her to abandon her own child and rush back.
Just thinking about Karina made Noah’s brow furrow.
His tired gaze shifted to Nicola, and he quickly changed the subject. "Your wife seems to really like children. When are you two planning to have one? You're not getting any younger, you know. It's time."

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