Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Although no one believed that Allyce had actually seen Severo, she was not discouraged.

Whatever others may think, she is convinced that she is not wrong.

He no longer works late at the office every day and drives all over the city whenever he can.

However, there is still no trace of Severo.

That day, in the coffee, he saw Severo as if in a dream.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

At the weekend, Lucila came to visit her at home.

The weather is getting cooler and the umbrellas set up in the courtyard have been put away.

The two make tea and drink it in the first floor studio, Alonzo sits down to paint with his drawing board in his arms and Vacuno takes a nap on the carpet, the room is warm and the temperature is perfect.

Everything seems so harmonious.

“Are you still looking for Severo?” asked Lucila.

Allyce poured him a cup of tea and put it in front of him: “Of course I’m watching.

Lucila sighed, she had given Allyce enough advice, and Allyce wouldn’t listen to her anyway.

“He was in Cloud Cit, I had a hunch. Allyce lowered her eyes, opened the lid of the teapot and said, “Besides, I saw him that day.

Alonzo, who had stepped aside, suddenly looked up and asked.

“What is the drawing? Show it to Mummy. Allyce smiled softly and held out her hand.

Alonzo dutifully handed over the drawing board in his hand to Allyce: “Dad”.

Allyce froze, her heart sinking slightly as she looked up at the crude, childish portrait above.

“Well, it looks a lot like that.” Allyce stroked his head.

Alonzo tilted his little face and asked: “Is daddy coming back?

Allyce pursed her lips and her eyes twinkled before she said, “He’ll be back, I even saw him the other day”.

Who knows, Alonzo smiled brightly at that and said: “Well, I saw it too”.

Allyce was holding her teacup with bamboo tongs when she stiffened and let go, dropping the cup onto the table with a loud clatter.

His own overreaction startled Alonzo and he calmed down before saying: “Who did you see?

Alonzo, completely oblivious to Allyce’s emotional ups and downs, spoke in a matter-of-fact tone: “Dad, he’s buying me the cake.

Allyce got up and knelt down in front of Alonzo, staring at him, her voice a little shaky: “Where is he? When did he buy you the cake?

Alonzo tilted his head, “At school.”

Allyce sniffed and twitched, and all she had time to say to Lucila was, “Take care of Alonzo for me.”

With that, she ran outside.

Lucila still hadn’t got over the conversation between the two mothers and the children.

If she had been sceptical of Allyce’s words from the beginning, she was even more sceptical when Alonzo said the same thing.

What they say, potentially, is true.

However, the whole thing is a bit crazy.

However, Alonzo is a precocious pupil, he is not a child prodigy, but he does not lie and can tell simple things.

Alonzo looked at the door, then at Lucila, and got up to chase after her: “Mama!

Why did mum suddenly run away?

Lucila reacted and saw Alonzo run out and followed him closely.

Allyce had already pulled the car out of the garage when the two men chased her to the front door.

Lucila was quick to stop her, “What are you doing, it’s the weekend, Alonzo saw him at school and that was only a few days ago, what’s the point of you going now?”.

“He was there, so maybe he’s still there?” replied Allyce.

He turned his head slightly and saw Alonzo leaning out of the car door, he was small, leaning out of the door, and had to stand on his tiptoes with great effort to see Allyce.

Allyce looked on with a soft heart: “Alonzo, back up a bit, Mummy come down”.

Alonzo bit his lip and thought twice before backing away.

Allyce got out of the car and took Alonzo to the back seat of the car, all the cars in the garage, equipped with child safety seats.

“I’ll come with you too. Lucila, seeing that she was taking Alonzo with her, simply followed her to the car.

With a nod, Allyce headed towards Alonzo’s school.

On weekends there are no classes at the school and only security guards are on duty.

The guard who was learning the ropes was a very demanding young man, and he glanced at Allyce and hurried to greet him: “Mrs. Betances, what brings you here?

Allyce glanced inside, then turned her eyes to him and asked: “Can I come in and have a look?

“This …,” said the guard hesitantly, “This would have been out of place, but I trust you, so you’ll go in and have a look.”

“Thank you.

After thanking the security guard, Allyce and her group headed inside.

The security guard’s voice came from behind them: “Come out quickly, boys.

This kindergarten is privately run and has excellent hardware and teaching facilities. Both small and large classes are offered, with small class sizes but a good amount of floor space.

Allyce went straight to Alonzo’s classroom.

The classroom is closed.

Allyce pulled the lock over her and, after a moment’s contemplation, went to look at the window.

He tried and found that the window could be opened.

He turned his head and fixed his eyes on Lucila, but she did not understand his meaning.

Allyce took the floor to explain: “Do you think the security guard forgot to close the window, or did someone get through?

“I must have forgotten.” Lucila thought this method of finding Allyce remained somewhat mysterious.

Allyce smiled and said nothing.

He went through the wall and brought Alonzo back.

When Alonzo arrives at his familiar place, he usually goes to his little table.

Once he found it, he pulled a letter from the belly of the small table.

Her face instantly turned into a smile and she approached Allyce, offering her the card as if it were a treasure: “Look, Mom! It’s Alonzo. ”

This is a handmade card.

It depicts a small anime boy, similar in appearance to Alonzo, wearing exactly the same clothes as Alonzo is wearing today, surrounded by flowers, trees and small animals.

It is a very simple cartoon, but you can see in the colouring that the work has been done with exceptional care.

Alonzo liked it so much that he washed it and kept it so he could find it and wear it himself.

Allyce’s face looked like she was either laughing or crying as she clutched the thin card.

Lucila, seeing how perverse it was, came over to take a look and said with surprise, “It’s really an Alonzo painting. ”

“Severo’s mother draws comics, and so does he.” Allyce pursed her lips, fighting the heat that rose in her eyes, a hint of delight in her tone, and what sounded like a complaint: “And you know you have to cajole the children.

“You mean Severo painted this?” Lucila was so surprised that she stopped saying the usual “Severo” and went straight to the name.

“If not him, who else could it be?” Allyce squeezed her eyelids gently, her tone masking her excitement.

He is the one who has been doing the most boring things, who can’t be put in any kind of lock, who can’t be trusted to do anything, and who is now playing hide-and-seek with her?