She hadn’t called Iker about this, and he usually wouldn’t come back to disturb her so early in the morning.
Iker naturally guessed it.
According to Cheyenne and Miss Zamora’s relationship, once the latter woke up, she would definitely go to the hospital to visit her.
Coincidentally, he also had something to ask Leandro, so he came over to pick up Cheyenne on the way since her injured foot prevented her from driving.
As it turned out, he guessed correctly.
Just as old Mr. Foley was about to leave, he ran into Master Iker. Looking at the handsome young man in front of him who was no less impressive than his own grandson, the drums of grandpa’s heart started beating.
Good family background, good looks, and most importantly, a soldier with a strong sense of responsibility…
If Cheyenne was not his granddaughter-in-law but his granddaughter, he would approve of her choosing him.
Just as old Mr. Foley thought of this, he self-reflected, “How can I think little of my own grandson? Although my grandson has a dark face and a bad temper, and has made many mistakes, he is my own grandson after all.”
With his eldest grandson not at home, as a good grandfather, he naturally had to look after his granddaughter-in-law to prevent her from being entangled with other men.
Cierra seemed especially happy to see Master Iker. She hopped off the chair with her short little legs and ran towards him with half a cup of milk in hand.
She sweetly called out, “Uncle Iker, good morning.”
Iker couldn’t believe how much this little girl resembled Cheyenne. The last time he visited and forgot to bring a gift, he personally went to a toy store afterwards and picked out many gifts, which he brought today when picking up Cheyenne to go to the hospital.
“Good morning, Cierra. You look so much like your mommy. And, this is a gift Uncle Iker bought for you. Do you like it?”
Only then did everyone notice the two exquisite boxes in Iker’s hands.
The pink one was for Cierra, while the blue one was naturally for Oliver.
Cierra was so surprised that she slightly opened her small mouth, revealing her two little white teeth, her eyes shining like the night sky.
“This is Princess Elsa!”
After going to watch an animated film called “Frozen” with Cheyenne, Cierra loved Princess Elsa in it because of her beautiful dress.
It was only the second time Iker had seen Cierra, yet he knew exactly what she liked, showing that he had put some thought into it.
Although she really liked the gift, Cierra didn’t reach out to take it, but turned back to ask her mother’s opinion.
Cheyenne nodded gently and said with a smile, “It’s from Uncle Iker, so you can take it. But you must remember Uncle Iker’s kindness and be sure to give him a gift when you grow up, alright?”
The little girl happily accepted the gift and planted a kiss on Iker’s cheek.
“I will remember. In the future, Cierra will also give Uncle Iker gifts.”
“Okay, sweetheart. Uncle doesn’t need Cierra’s gifts, just hope you grow up happily every day.”
Iker felt a warm, moist feeling on his face and instinctively reached out to touch it.
His smile grew even brighter and sunnier, but deep down, he couldn’t help but think, “How nice it would be if this were my and Cheyenne’s daughter.”
As for Oliver, he received a jigsaw puzzle as a gift. However, since the little one was busy with kindergarten, he politely did not open it right away.
He handed it to Cheyenne to keep.
“Mom, can you help me put it in the bedroom? I’ll play with it when I come back in the evening.”
“Sure, I’ll help you put it away. But remember, you can’t think about it when you go to school. You must listen to your teacher and study hard, okay?”
Oliver really wanted to say that there was nothing interesting about the kindergarten curriculum. If it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t skip grades too quickly, he would have just wanted to go straight to first grade.
“Ahem… this is the young master of the Todd family, right? Kelvin isn’t home, and Cheyenne is injured. Since you’re her friend, I’ll have to ask you to take care of my granddaughter, Cheyenne,” old Mr. Foley coughed lightly, emphasizing the word “friend” to remind Iker not to overstep.
Iker could easily read the old man’s intention and chose to ignore it.
Sensing a sudden awkward atmosphere, Cheyenne quickly reminded the old man, “Grandpa, if you don’t leave now, we’ll be late again.”
Upon hearing this, old Mr. Foley suddenly remembered that he needed to take Oliver to kindergarten. He looked up at the clock on the wall and realized it was already 7:40.
“Oh no, Oliver, let’s hurry.”
Without another word, he grabbed Oliver’s hand and started running. The way he moved didn’t seem like that of an almost eighty-year-old man.
Oliver was speechless.
He had already gotten used to it.
As for Cierra, Cheyenne was debating whether to bring her along.
It would take at least an hour for Grandpa to take Oliver to kindergarten and back. Although it wasn’t a long time, Cheyenne didn’t feel comfortable leaving her daughter home alone.
Cierra was eager to go with them, her big eyes looking expectantly at Iker.
Clearly, he couldn’t resist her charm. “Cheyenne, let’s bring Cierra with us. It’s not safe to leave her alone at home.”
“Yes, Mommy, even if your foot is injured, I can run errands for you. Isn’t that great?”
Cheyenne smiled and gently pinched her chubby cheeks. “I know you just want to play at the hospital.”
It’s true that she used to take Cierra to the hospital when she was still breastfeeding. The whole department would gather around the cute little baby, dampening everyone’s productivity.
After that, Cheyenne stopped taking her to work to avoid disrupting everyone.
Seeing through her daughter’s motives, Cheyenne let the little girl continue to speak nonsense with her eyes wide open. “Mommy, I’m good. I will take care of you.”
“Forget it, Uncle Iker has spoken. It would be heartless not to take you with us.”
This way, Cierra could also comfort Kate while Sasha was missing.
Sean had been wanting to take his niece out for a meal after meeting Cierra a few days ago.
The youngest member of the family was undoubtedly loved by everyone, and Cheyenne couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy!
Iker drove his car because of her injured foot, parking right at the front door so she wouldn’t have to walk.
“This is my first time in your car, so please be my driver, Master Iker,” she said, holding her daughter’s hand, happily heading towards the back seat of the car. But as she opened the door, a hand grasped her arm.
“Sit in the front passenger seat; I have some clues about the assassin from that night.”
Cheyenne hesitated about sitting in the front, reserved for couples, even though Iker was still single. But he insisted it was to discuss something with her…
“Alright, I’ll sit with Cierra in the front. Just don’t mind the noise.”
Iker was a bit excited, but he hid it well.
“Of course not.”