Extra I. Having Fun in Maldives

Cayden giggled as he managed to escape Max's grasp. The little baby didn't care about his red face or the sweat dripping from his hair. He just wanted to keep running, letting the sand tickle the soles of his feet. As long as the wind still carried the scent of the sea to the skin, Little Prince would not tire of vibrating the air with joy.

“Cacacaca!”

Hearing the joyful exclamation that beat the sound of the wave, a woman who was sitting on a mat laughed too. She was happy to see her son's never-ending spirit.

“Little Prince, come here! It's time to add sunscreen on your skin,” Gabriella shouted, successfully changing the direction of the baby's pace.

After a while, Cayden finally stopped moving his little legs and sank into his mother's arms. Witnessing it, Max then fell to his wife's side. Stretching out, he caught the breath with his gaze fixed on the face peeking out from under Gabriella's chin.

"Your Dad has tried his best to chase after you,