Chapter 97

"How about you sit on the swing? I'll stay beside you." Spencer's voice, warm as sunlight, reached her ears.

"Okay."

Before long, crisp and delightful laughter echoed through the yard.

Lucille was smiling widely as she gripped the vines of the swing with both hands, swaying slightly back and forth in mid-air, occasionally bursting into joyful laughter.

Spencer stood behind her like a guardian angel, his eyes filled with indulgent amusement as he watched her slender and graceful figure.

In his deep, dark eyes, there was a profound sense of satisfaction, as if he had everything he could ever want in the world.

To him, Lucille was his entire world. When she was happy, he was happy. He would protect her throughout her life and give her all his love.

"Spencer, could you push a bit higher?" Lucille called out as she swung in the air.

"Sure," he responded immediately.

At that moment, she seemed to have opened her heart and was playing like a child, completely enjoying herself. Lucil