Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 884

Camila understood his meaning, and a blush crept up to her ears, but she didn’t object. After lunch, Lillian and Jordan Smith left the restaurant. Once in the car, Jordan asked her, “Is there anywhere else you’d like to go this afternoon?” The little one nodded faintly. She had seen so many beautiful ceramics at the museum that morning and was still fascinated by them. “I want to try making pottery,” she told him. “Alright.” Jordan didn’t refuse, instructing Nathan Gates to find a nearby studio. Nathan quickly located one, and they set off. When they arrived, they found a spacious, two-story shop that wasn't very crowded. After Nathan spoke with the owner, they were led upstairs to a quiet classroom where an instructor was assigned to teach Lillian personally. The first step in pottery is kneading the clay. Without a hint of distaste for the messy material, the little one looked on with excitement, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to get started. Jordan, however, frowned instinctively. Seeing this, Nathan quickly intervened before he could say anything. “Sir, this is a parent-child class. Since Lillian is interested, why don’t you try it with her?” While his boss was no match for Dennis Williams in matters of affection and family bonding, every little bit of effort helped. The pottery instructor also chimed in, “He’s right. The whole point of our parent-child class is to share the joy of creating something by hand with your child and celebrate the final product together.” Jordan's aversion to germs made him hesitate, but with an outsider present and a desire to make a good impression on his daughter, he finally relented. “Let’s begin, then,” he said, his voice deep. The instructor started showing them how to work the clay. At first, Jordan’s patience held up. But when it came to throwing the clay on the wheel, the spinning lump sent flecks of mud spattering onto his clothes. His brow creased in a deep frown. The instructor noticed his impatience but didn’t say anything. Lillian, on the other hand, was completely absorbed, learning with intense focus. The little girl’s hands were remarkably nimble. Though she struggled to control the clay on the wheel at first, she gradually got the hang of it, and a proper shape began to form. After a few hours, Lillian was gleefully shaping the clay into various forms, completely captivated by the process. Her eyes sparkled with pure joy. “You’re a natural!” the instructor praised her generously. Lillian smiled at her. Finally, after making two cups, she began to paint them. The instructor was amazed as she watched. The little girl’s brushstrokes were fluid, and her color choices were beautiful. On the cups, she painted two little figures: a princess in a wedding gown holding flowers and a prince in a suit. Next to them were two halves of a heart, which would form a whole when the cups were placed together. When she finished, the instructor asked, “Are these for your mommy and daddy?” Lillian nodded. “Yes. Grandma and Grandpa said this is for a lifetime! I hope Daddy and Mommy can be together forever!”