Chapter 165 Childlike Genevieve
Once the man was done, Genevieve dove into the pool, swimming as effortlessly as a fish in the ocean.
At times when she stuck her head out of the water, she saw Armand sitting in the rest area, speaking to Steven while Patrick was beside them.
Genevieve waved at Patrick, asking him to get into the pool, but Patrick shook his head in refusal.
Some new hotel guests had arrived at the pool with a child clad in swimsuits, unaware that the outdoor pool had been booked out.
A member of the hotel staff stopped them from entering. “My apologies, madam, the outdoor pool is booked out for the day. We have an indoor pool on the twelfth floor—you may bring your child to play there.”
“I paid to stay at this hotel, and you won’t even let my daughter swim?” the woman grumbled.
Politely, the staff member explained, “Madam, the outdoor pool has a charge as well; it just happens to be booked out today. The gentleman who booked this pool has also booked out the indoor pool on the twelfth floor to let all other guests swim for free. You may go there if you wish.”
Hearing that the other pool was free of charge today, the woman relented and started to leave, but her daughter refused to move.
The girl stared intently at the pool. “Mommy, this pool is huge! I wanna play in it.”
“But this pool is booked out. I can’t do anything about that…”
After doing two laps, Genevieve came up for air and noticed the staff member speaking to the woman. The little girl holding onto the woman was dressed in a cute swimsuit, looking longingly in her direction as though she badly wanted to play in the pool.
Pondering for a moment, Genevieve got out of the pool. Typing out her words, she showed the staff member her screen that read: It’s okay. Let her in.
Genevieve waved at the girl, who immediately ran toward her.
These rich people are obnoxious! How can they book out the entire pool and bar others from entering? Disgruntled at first, the woman perked up after she heard Genevieve’s offer. “So sorry for the bother. My daughter just insists on playing here!”
Genevieve smiled at the woman and led the girl to the pool. After jumping in together, they raced each other, enjoying themselves thoroughly.
Not long after, more guests brought their children to the pool. The children were adamant about staying there after they saw Genevieve and the girl playing with water guns in the pool. They stood in their places. Even the parents who were dragging them away were rendered helpless.
Genevieve decided to let the children in and instructed the staff member to allow entry to all children after that.
Soon, the pool that was initially booked exclusively for Genevieve was filled with children. The children splashed around with water guns in their hands, their laughter ringing throughout the space.
Too occupied with his matters, Armand failed to notice what was going on until he raised his head and was met with a pool packed with children.
One of the children was chasing another around with a water gun and accidentally splashed a stream of water onto Armand’s pants.
“I’m sorry, Sir!” After apologizing loudly, the child pulled a face at him and ran out of sight.
Feeling his temples throbbing, Armand reached for some tissues and dabbed at the water on his pants while looking over at the pool.
He saw Genevieve playing with children of various ages, dodging attacks from their water guns and splashing water back at them.
Genevieve threw her head back and laughed when the children were drenched, her expression bright and childlike.
Putting a hand on his waist, Armand narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed at Genevieve.
A year ago, the car that was bringing Genevieve to her wedding crashed into his, and she hurriedly got out of the car to apologize. As the car could no longer function, she bundled up her wedding gown and set out to the church on foot. The wind caught in her hair as she looked back for a moment, and the smile under her veil was bright and hopeful as if she was on top of the world.
Tonight he saw her smile again, even brighter than before, with a hint of childlike innocence as though she had never grown up.
