Jordyn wasn’t around, so Celeste smiled slightly and said, “We’re about to divorce.”


    Tilda had already suspected as much. After all, Celeste had daughter but had been living alone <b>across </b>from her


    all this time.


    Not to mention, Celeste hadn’t attended thest parent–teacher meeting. Instead, someone else had–a sexy and beautiful woman.


    Trevor, however, took the initiative to greet her. “Hello.”


    Tilda responded, “Hello.”


    Trevor asked, “You two know each other?”


    Although the question was directed at Tilda, his gazended on Celeste.


    Celeste didn’t want to engage and remained silent.


    Tilda answered, “Cel and I are neighbors.”


    Sensing the awkward tension between them and noticing that Celeste didn’t seem interested in speaking with Trevor, Tilda quickly found an excuse to leave.


    Trevor remarked, “Seems like you get along well with your new neighbor.”


    Celeste lowered her head and checked her phone.


    Trevor didn’t seem upset, but he also didn’t continue speaking.


    At that moment, Jordyn returned, and the parent–child event was about to begin.


    Celeste had participated in a simr event during Jordyn’s first year of kindergarten. But ever since Jordyn and Trevor moved abroadst year, she didn’t attend again.


    The first activity was “Musical Chairs“.


    The game required chairs to be arranged in a circle, with two fewer chairs than the number of participating families. Parents had to carry their child and walk around the chairs while music yed.


    When the music stopped, they had to quickly find a seat. Families who didn’t secure a chair would be eliminated each round, and thest family left would be the champion


    Trevor turned to Celeste. “Do you want to do it, or should I?


    .


    Just as Celeste was about to say “You do it,” Jordyn eagerly spoke first, “Dad will do it!”


    Trevor looked at Celeste. “What do you think?”


    Celeste replied, “You do it.”


    “Alright.” Trevor handed her his phone. “Then you record it.”


    Celeste hesitated and didn’t want to touch his phone. “I’ll use mine. I’ll send you the videoter.”


    Trevor didn’t insist and took his phone back. Then, he picked up Jordyn and stood beside the other parents near the chairs.


    Celeste stood up, opened her phone’s video recording function, and aimed it at Trevor and Jordyn.


    Suddenly, Trevor nced over at her. The camera captured his face directly. He smiled at her.


    Celeste’s grip on her phone tightened for a brief moment.


    Just then, the music started ying. Trevor turned away, holding Jordyn effortlessly as he moved along with the other parents in a circle around the chairs.


    After one to two rounds, the music abruptly stopped.


    Trevor sat down in a chair with ease, still holding Jordyn in his arms.


    Seeing that they had secured a chair, Jordyn sat in hisp, happily waving at Celeste. “Mom, we got a chair!”


    Celeste responded, “That’s great.”


    To be honest, when she first looked at the event schedule, she had assumed that both Trevor and Jordyn would find these school–organized games boring.


    But in reality, Jordyn had already been excited the moment Trevor picked her up before the game even started. Now that they had sessfully grabbed a chair, she was even more thrilled.


    Trevor chuckled at her reaction and nced over at Celeste.


    At first, it had been obvious to Celeste that Trevor wasn’t particrly interested in the game. But perhaps the lively atmosphere, the cheerful music, and thepetitive nature of the activity had drawn him in.


    By now, he seemed fully engaged and was genuinely enjoying himself.


    Thanks to his quick reflexes, he easily won round after round, ultimately bing the champion.