Gideon didn’t let go of Lyzza’s waist even though they were sitting in the seat reserved for the newlyweds. He couldn’t stop himself from glancing at her from time to time. Her eyes were glowing-she was glowing. The wedding gown she chose was perfect. Carollete even fought her because she wanted a different gown for Lyzza to wear.
His sister wants that off-shoulder-he doesn’t know what they called it. All he knows is that Lyzza’s shoulder is visible when she wears it. She strongly objected and chose a more decent wedding gown for it.
The program has just ended and the guests are eating. Lyzza was eating cake and feeding her daughter from time to time. Her baby was sitting on her lap as she stared at her mother for a nap. "Sweetheart, should I get you a cake for yourself?"
he asked the boy when he noticed that he was almost eating his wife’s cake. Chewing, his son faced him and shook his head at him. He winced when he grabbed his tuxedo and wiped his mouth.
"Daddy, the cake tastes more delicious when Mommy is feeding me. Don’t be naughty anymore."
He caressed his jaw, which was growing stubble again, because he didn’t want to shave it. "It’s you, you didn’t shave and you tickled me yesterday."
He pulled her and put her mouth close to her ear. "I will report you to Mommy, do you like? She doesn’t want me to have rashes."
He quickly shook his head in response. Did his baby just blackmail him and he instantly obeyed?
"Good, Daddy."
He patted his jaw with a smile and turned to his mother again to give him a kiss. Lyzza eyed them suspiciously, it sounded like she and her son were hiding something. Summer looked at him with her mouth full before smiling sweetly at him and giving him a flying kiss. His daughter is the boss of him, especially Lyzza who is now his official wife. She looks like Hitler when mad. He saw red marks on his son’s arms and shoulders. Because he always tickled her every time she caressed him. On the second day of her stay at the penthouse, Summer had rashes and Lyzza saw it. The son immediately pointed to him when the woman asked where he got it. His sharp look at her and all that’s left is to throw a vase at her. He was even given a fatal blow before the mother rushed to put ointment and red scratches on his body, then insisted that he shave because he could not play with their son if he did not obey. It’s a good thing that
there were no marks left on the son’s skin yesterday, because if there was, he would have been torn apart again by his sharp gaze.
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His son is still a bully that he can’t say no to when he likes someone. He notices when he is a very spoiled brat. But when it comes to his mother, he can’t even complain. It doesn’t work for the mother, who just looks back. His wife is the bad cop and he is the good one.
"Hey, Man,"
Alejandro greeted with a smile when he approached them. He patted him on the shoulder before turning his gaze to his son. "Hey, Little Girl. Do you know me?"
His son shook his head with his mouth full. "I’m Alejandro, your dad’s best friend." "Best friend my ass,"
he murmured. "Your name is too long,"
Summer complained harshly, making him laugh softly.
"Then call me, Tito Handsome."
"Okay po. But daddy is the number one handsome, okay?"
He grinned arrogantly at the foolish and proud man who held his son by the shoulder.
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