Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 693

Dezi was seven years old this year. After a year and a half of kindergarten, he managed to catch up to his peers. Lindsey then enrolled him into a private elementary school that Denarius invested in.

What remained the same was that even after attending elementary school, Lindsey still picked up her son from school every afternoon.

Dezi had enrolled himself in a science and technology innovation competition that was scheduled for the end of December near New Year's Day, so Lindsey left work early that day to take Dezi shopping for the materials he needed for the competition after asking his teacher at school.

"A water-powered paper airplane? Then the model can’t be too light. Will this one work?" Lindsey looked at the huge variety of paper and picked up the one that Dezi had chosen.

Dezi explained seriously, "The teacher said that one’s the best, but I wanna try this one. Who knows, it might be better."

After that, he looked up at Lindsey and blinked innocently, which made Lindsey’s heart melt. She could not resist pinching his cheeks. Two months after Zayn’s passing, Dezi had lost a lot of weight, but since then, he gradually gained it back.

Lindsey took the paper and the other materials that Dezi chose and went over to the cashier.

She was in line while she held Dezi with one hand and said softly, "You're only in first grade this year, so just try your best. It doesn’t matter if you don’t win a prize. It's all about participation."

Dezi scratched her palm gently. "Mommy, I’m not young anymore."

Children always thought that they were not young, just like how drunk people always said they were not drunk. Lindsey tousled his hair and withdrew her hand with satisfaction.

When Dezi looked over with an upset face, Lindsey pretended not to notice and took a step forward to put the shopping basket in her hand on the counter.

Coincidentally, it was their turn to check out.

The cashier quickly scanned all the items and tallied the bill. After Lindsey made the payment, she took Dezi's hand and walked out.

"Madam, we have a lucky draw these two days. You can draw three times with your spending amount. Do you want to give it a go?" A tall, thin boy standing at the doorway lit up when he saw Lindsey and took a look at the receipt in her hand.

Lindsey looked over in the direction of the boy and saw a dartboard with some darts next to it. They could probably win a gift if they manage to hit the target.

She also saw that a large part of the dartboard was just a thank you message and a very narrow part with prizes written on it.

Lindsey was not interested and was just about to refuse and take Dezi home, but the small hand in her palm moved. At the moment Lindsey lowered her head to look over, Dezi also looked up with glistening eyes. His tone carried an excitement as he said, “Mommy, I wanna try!”

There was no toy like this at home because Lindsey was afraid that when the adults were not paying attention, Dezi would hurt himself. No wonder he was a little excited after seeing it.

After thinking about it, Lindsey looked at the young man across from her. "We can play three times, right?"

The college student nodded. "With the amount you spent, we can also give you another free shot."

Dezi excitedly ran over, so Lindsey smiled and followed after thanking the young man.

"Thank you, please come again. The first prize is a limited edition Transformers action figure. The second prize is a calligraphy set, and the third prize is 200 dollars cash."

He watched as the dart flew in the air and fell to the ground before it touched the board. Dezi just blinked and was confused for a few seconds.

His reaction was so cute that Lindsey and the staff could not help but laugh.

Seeing that they were all laughing, Dezi felt so embarrassed that his cheeks and even his ears were red. He jumped off the stool at once and hid behind Lindsey like a shy little boy.

It was rare to see him like this, so Lindsey could not help but tease him again. Her voice carried some unfinished laughter. "Let’s try again, okay?"

Dezi did not speak and only pouted probably because he was too embarrassed.

"Then Mommy will play, okay?" Lindsey still tried to get him to play again, but Dezi would not budge no matter how she tried to coax him.

Dezi was young and had no strength in his arms, so such a result was not at all surprising.

Looking at the blush on his face, Lindsey pinched her brow and stood up. "Then Mommy will try."

With that, she stood at the designated spot, aimed, and threw the dart in her hand.

Dezi watched unblinkingly as the dart in Lindsey's hand flew out and fell to the ground before it touched the board, just like his throw.

He looked at Lindsey with some shock. Lindsey helplessly shrugged her shoulders and said, "Mommy can't either. What should we do?"