Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1760: Carried in His Arms

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Previously on Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband...
Celeste Linden was left confused after Ethan Barnes's father insisted they would have a grandson soon, despite Ethan's known inability to conceive. Ethan seemed to take this as a challenge, attempting to prove his capability to Celeste, who tried to escape. Their daughter Danielle interrupted them, leading to the family attending the kindergarten sports day, where Ethan and Celeste drew admiration from other children.

Danielle doesn’t want to swap her daddy and mommy with anyone else because she loves them the most; they’re hers.

"You can’t do that. If you swapped, your daddy and mommy would be sad," Danielle said in her childish voice.

Just then, in the crowd, Ethan Barnes and Celeste Linden saw Danielle. They both smiled at her, and Danielle immediately made a big heart shape with her hands for them.

The entry ceremony completed, and the Autumn Sports Day officially started with the first event: the 100-meter race, where the family of three runs together to see who’s the fastest.

Everyone was doing warm-up exercises, Celeste Linden patted Danielle’s little head, "Danielle, are you ready?"

Danielle nodded vigorously, "Of course I’m ready, Daddy, Mommy, I won’t hold you back."

Seeing their daughter so full of fighting spirit, Celeste Linden knew Ethan Barnes would certainly be fine; this was his specialty. She was just worried she’d hold them back and get scolded by him.

"Master, I’ll do my best later, but if I run slowly, you’re not allowed to scold me," Celeste Linden preemptively cautioned.

Ethan Barnes glanced at her, "The race hasn’t even started, and you’re already looking for excuses. Really, no guts."

The timid Celeste Linden, "..."

The host then announced, "The 100-meter sprint officially begins now, everyone, get ready, go."

Celeste Linden was already in position, she took a deep breath and dashed forward upon hearing "go."

Yet maybe she was too nervous, and twisted her ankle.

Ah!

She exclaimed in surprise.

Ethan Barnes and Danielle both stopped, "Mommy, what happened?"

"..." Celeste Linden, looking like a child who did something wrong, with a flushed face glanced at Danielle and Ethan Barnes, "Sorry, I twisted my ankle."

Danielle immediately furrowed her brows in concern and asked, "Oh, Mommy, does it hurt?"

Celeste Linden saw everyone else running ahead and said, "Why don’t you guys run and see if the score still counts at the end."

Celeste Linden felt really sorry. This was her first time attending Danielle’s sports day, she wanted to do her best, but...

Celeste Linden carefully watched Ethan Barnes’s expression.

Ethan Barnes’s face was unreadable; he just looked down at Celeste Linden, "Idiot."

Sure enough, she got scolded.

In the next second, Ethan Barnes reached out, directly scooped her up horizontally.

What is he doing?

"Danielle, let’s run."

With the command, Ethan Barnes, carrying Celeste Linden, dashed off like an arrow.

Danielle, with her little legs, quickly followed behind her daddy and mommy.

Celeste Linden could not believe he actually ran while carrying her; weighing nearly ninety pounds, yet in his strong arms, she felt weightless.

He ran fast, and Danielle was running energetically, quickly leaving everyone behind.

Wow wow wow.

Celeste Linden heard the screams and envy of the audience, "Look, Danielle’s daddy is carrying Danielle’s mommy while running, and he’s running so fast."

"I’m so jealous, I feel like swapping my husband just by comparing it."

Celeste Linden’s blush spread to her earlobes as she looked up at Ethan Barnes, "Um, am I heavy?"

"Heavy like a pig, Celeste Linden, you’ll go on a diet when we get home tonight!"

"..."

"What are you doing standing there, hold on to my neck, or I’ll drop you!" he warned sternly.

No!

Celeste Linden immediately raised her hand and tightly held onto his neck, fearing he’d really drop her in front of so many people.