Chapter Ninety Two

-- Grizelda --

The atmosphere in the park was alive with excited peals of children's laughter, the rhythmic creak of swings sets and occasional bark of dogs.

I sat on a wooden bench, my hands rested on my lap, sunglasses shielded my eyes.

I could have been any parent watching their child play except for the fact that a few feet away, Leo was clambering over Alexander Kingston like he was a jungle gym.

I'll admit that it felt a bit weird to see him like this. The ever playful, jungle-like, fun lover father. Unlike the days of our marriage, there were no children to watch him play with this way. No son, no daughter. Hence I was used to the scene of him being in a boardroom or in a suit.

Instead, he wore a plain T-shirt, dark jeans, and sneakers. His hair was slightly ruffled and a bit of mud on his arm from when Leo tackled him.

I could hear the joy in Leo's giggle as he planted his foot on Alex's chest and squealed "I won Dad."

Alexander grinned up at him. "Oh no, you're too strong for