Ryan Johnson slipped into the quilt and Rosemary Johnson tucked him in. The boy looked at her with his sparkling round eyes as if hoping for something.
"You miss your daddy just like I miss my daddy, right?"
Rosemary was stunned and thought of the man she had just met in the restaurant, and her heart quivered slightly.
The pain spread bit by bit.
All the bitter words turned into a light sign. Rosemary touched the head of the boy, with a shallow and gentle smile on her lips, "Honey, go to sleep now. Tomorrow, mom will send you to play with your godmother Julia."
"Great!" The little devil finally contentedly closed his eyes.
After a while, he began to snore.
Rosemary leaned over and dropped a kiss on the boy’s forehead, "Baby, mom loves you."
...
The next day, in M&R company——
"Amy, I may have to stay domestically for a while."
Rosemary said to the person on the other end of the phone. When she saw that the elevator door was about to close, she sped up, "Excuse me, wait for me!"
After entering the elevator, the phone hung up automatically.
Rosemary pursed her lips helplessly and stuffed her phone back into her bag.
By chance, a familiar and delicate female voice came from aside: "Charles, I want to eat filet steak in Morika Restaurant this afternoon. Would you like to accompany me?"
The cool and thin male voice sounded, "Good."
Rosemary was shocked.
She glanced over, only to see a man and a woman standing in the huge elevator.
Janice Simpson, dressed in a pomegranate skirt and a pair of stiletto heels, which were nearly 10 centimeters long, tightly held the arm of the man besides her. The two looked extremely match.
It was Charles Hockley.
It was Charles Hockley, again!
The man standing next to Janice had a cold and calm impression, who seemed to have never seen her from the beginning to the end, but made people feel a sense of danger.
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