She thought, “Your daughter has been lost and then recovered. This should not be her business, but she didn’t want Alonso to pretend to be pitiful to gain Paige’s favor.
This should not be her business, but she didn’t want Alonso to pretend to be pitiful to win Paige’s favor.
No one could force Paige.
“…”
Upon hearing this, Alonso looked up at her, and when he saw the disapproval in her eyes, he turned away and, despite his injury, patted the car window with his hand, “I want to get out of the car.”
“Alonso,” Blanca called out his name coldly.
“I want to find a barber shop!”
Alonso pounded on the car window again. Now that he knew Paige was their daughter, he couldn’t keep showing her this image.
“…”
The Folsom family of three fell silent.
You made all this commotion just to go get a haircut?
Blanca withdrew her gaze and said nothing more.
The driver continued driving and saw a barber shop up ahead. He slowly pulled over and stopped at the curb.
Alonso immediately pushed open the car door and got out, covering one side of his shoulder, staggering forward as cars whizzed past him, almost hitting him.
“Why don’t I go take a look?”
Brangelina looked at the sound of it, no matter what, Alonso got this injury for Blanca, and they just left the person here, it would be easy to have an accident.
Hearing this, Blanca reached out and pushed open the car door, saying indifferently, “You go to The Capital first, I’ll keep an eye on him, and come back later.”
After saying this, she didn’t wait for either Beinice or Brangelina to agree, and she closed the car door, following Alonso to the barber shop.
The sun was shining.
This was a high-end barber shop, extremely spacious inside, with dark tones that exuded a sense of technology, and large screens showing various hairstyles on models.
The staff member who welcomed them immediately bowed and said, “May I ask if you both would like a haircut?”
Both?
Alonso turned around and saw Blanca enter coldly behind him. She said, ‘He wants a haircut, not me.”
The staff member immediately smiled and looked at Alonso.
“I want to shave my beard and get a haircut that a little girl would like,’ Alonso said, tousling his messy hair.
“Huh?”
The staff member was stunned. A haircut that a little girl would like?
This man is dressed in rags, but he is quite blindly confident, and he wants a hairstyle that a little girl would like.
She turned to look at Blanca, with an expression that said, “He says such shameless things, and you, Madam, don’t even care.”
Blanca didn’t want to waste any more time here, so she said, “Just give him a normal haircut.”
“Uh, yes, yes, sir. This way please.” The staff member led the shampooer Alonso inside while saying to Blanca, ‘Ma’am, please go sit in the lounge area. I’ll get you some water. Your husband will need a little time for the haircut.”
“I’m not his wife,’ Blanca said in a cold voice, before walking towards the lounge area she had mentioned.
The staff looked at her tall back, her long hair slightly lifted, and said, “How could such a beautiful and elegant aunt have such a messy husband?”
Blanca sat down in the booth in the lounge area and casually flipped through a hairstyle book, occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall.
She knew that this time, Paige and Enrico were returning to The Capital and would have to face many unknown dangers, and she didn’t want to leave Paige for even a single step.
Why does a haircut take so long?
Blanca looked up at the haircut area impatiently, and suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
Next to her, a number of people stood up and walked towards the haircut area, along with a girl in overalls, secretly taking photos of something with her mobile phone, her smile hidden by her face.
“He looks like a different person.”
“Uncle is so handsome, I could…”
“How could someone so handsome mess himself up like that, playing performance art?”
“I can see how the uncle has that kind of confidence. It’s not blind, no wonder that auntie would follow him.”
Hearing this, Blanca got up from the booth, lifted her leg and walked towards the haircut area. She pushed her way through the crowd and saw Alonso sitting in the seat from the side of the suspended mirror. The hairdresser was doing the final touches to his hair.
Alonso was still dressed in the same shabby black clothes. His messy hair had been cut short, and the beard on his face had been shaved off, revealing a face with distinct features: a straight nose, thin lips, and a clear and deep contour, making the pair of dark eyes even more eye-catching. A few fine lines at the corners of his eyes not only did not detract from his appearance, but also made him look even more handsome and composed, a kind of mature charm.
The teardrop mole under his eye is the finishing touch, and his temperament is thus enhanced.
Blanca looked at him, but there was no change in her eyes, and she lightly averted her gaze.
She had long known that Alonso was good-looking, but she didn’t know that over the past twenty years or so, he could still attract attention, even though he was obviously getting old, and much older than her.
Alonso stood up from his seat.
The two left the barbershop, and the convoy had already gone far away. Blanca hailed a taxi on the roadside.
Alonso sat in the passenger seat and she sat in the passenger seat.
“Go to The Capital,”
Blanca said.
“Go to the nearest large shopping mall,”
Alonso said.
“…”
Blanca looked back at him, her eyes suppressed with displeasure.
“I need to change clothes.”
Alonso looked at her and said calmly, with a good reason.
“…”
Blanca didn’t want to say anything.
The two of them arrived at the mall. Alonso went in and out of several shops, buying several outfits and even trying on a suit. It was hot, so he draped the suit over his arm, revealing the dark shirt underneath and making him look even more dapper as he walked.
The two of them walked together, attracting a lot of attention along the way.
After all, people in their middle years don’t often have such good looks, temperament, or charisma, and these two were no exception.
“What are you doing again?”
Blanca, who thought she could finally go to The Capital, became more and more impatient as she looked at the flashy storefront of Alonso’s family.
On hearing this, Alonso looked at her sideways, his dark eyes and deep, calm voice, “Why are you getting more and more irritable?”
“Why are you getting more and more things to do?”
Blanca stared at him discontentedly, wondering how long he was going to hang around here.
“I just got to know my daughter, so I need to buy her a present,” Alonso didn’t think this was being nosy.
“That wasn’t a reunion. She just told you the truth. Don’t push her.” Blanca’s face turned even more sour.
“So, to have a reunion, I need to buy more gifts,” Alonso said and walked into the store.
“…”
He not only has a lot on his mind, but he also talks a lot more than he used to.
Blanca was a little speechless, but seeing that he stumbled occasionally when walking, she thought about following him in. As she looked up, she saw the pink and tender store sign-a doll’s toy house.
She walked in, and Alonso was already carrying a doll with big eyes and a pink dress. “Do you think Paige will like this?”