Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

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Chapter 425

Duke rarely entered a kitchen , or he had never actually stepped foot in one.

But lately, he had gone into the kitchen practically every day. He would wash vegetables or peel

potatoes, and he was starting to get the hang of things.

The kitchen was located right next to the living room in Adina’s modest mansion. They could hear the

noise coming from the living room despite the two of them being busy in the kitchen. Basically, Harold

was making all the noise as he chased Melody around the living room while laughing and playing

“You’re so naughty, Mel. How dare you tickle me!”

Harold rolled his sleeves up and started chasing after Mel. Dimples appeared on the little girl’s face as

she ran away while smiling, but Harold caught her and pushed her onto the couch.

“Let’s see if you’re still going to tickle me again!”

“I’m sorry, Hal,” Melody pleaded while laughing since she was unable to escape.

Alden hurried over to them and said, “Let go of Mel, Harold. She’ll get out of breath from laughing so

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much.”

After letting go of Mel, Harold turned his body over and pushed Alden onto the play mat. “I’ll tickle you

instead, then. Is it ticklish? Hahaha.”

Alden was able to resist Harold’s attacks, but slowly after that, Harold reached his hands into Alden’s

shirt and started tickling all over his belly. Alden finally could not take it anymore and burst out laughing.

Once he started laughing, he could not stop.

“Let’s see if you dare to pick on me again! Hahaha,” Harold said as he tickled harder and more

vigorously.”

Ah!!”

Alden flipped them over and pinned Harold under him before Harold could even finish his sentence.

Alden did exactly what Harold had done to him earlier and started tickling him nonstop. “Hahaha … it’s

so ticklish! I’m sorry, Alden, stop tickling me… hahaha. George! George, help me! Hurry… Hahaha

George pursed his lips in silence as he watched the three little rascals rolling all over the play mat.

He approached them with the intention of pulling Harold away, but he was forcefully yanked into the pile

instead.

In no time, the four kids were rolling around and having fun.

The vase that was placed atop the coffee table by the

couch dropped when they collided into it, making a loud clang.

However, Harold’s laughter was too loud, and the kids did not notice the vase dropping, so they carried

on playing and tickling each other.

Adina stepped out of the kitchen after preparing dinner and saw the scene. The play mat, under the

table, the shelves, the balcony, and even the corners were scattered with building blocks. There were

building blocks all over the place.

Even the coffee table next to the couch had been knocked over, leaving the vase on the floor broken.

The children were playing just beside the glass shards. She did not have any idea if any of them had

been hurt.

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Adina immediately placed the bowls down and hurried over to them with big strides and asked, “What

are you kids doing?”

“Hahaha , we’re tickling each other. Hurry up and help me, Mommy. I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to

pass out from laughing, haha!”

Harold complained as he tugged on Alden’s collar and reached to vigorously scratch Alden’s armpit.

Adina was completely speechless.

It seerned that the children were not all that noisy when they were playing in the playground that day.

They were

the noisiest when they were rolling around and fighting like this.

She really could not believe how the quiet Mel, the introverted Hal, and the sensible Georgie were able

to make such a mess when playing with Harold.

Maybe that was just how kids were?

“Did any of you get hurt by all the glass shards on the floor?” Adina asked while holding her forehead.

The four little rascals were already standing obediently in a row and shook their heads in response to her

question. “Okay, that’s good. Now, go wash your hands and get ready to eat.” The four kids immediately

wore their shoes and went straight to the bathroom.

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