Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 422

“A business trip? Is that necessary?”

“What, you’re not supportive of my work?”

Evan pulled Nicole to him into a tight hug and murmured, “My dear Mrs. Seet, you don’t need to go on a business trip. What you need to do is take care of our children and also me.”

His hot breaths puffed against the shell of her ear, causing a certain itch to start within her.

Is this his way of expressing his reluctance to part with me?

She giggled softly even as it felt like a fist was squeezing her heart.

Naturally, she was hesitant about leaving her four kids. In spite of that, certain things had to be done no matter how much she was reluctant to do so.

The next day.

Sunlight spilled into the room, waking Nicole instantly. Evan was still sleeping, so she snuck her way out of the room and padded into the kitchen. She bustled around, trying to keep the noise to a minimum as she prepared breakfast.

One by one, the kids woke up and trudged into the kitchen. Spotting the bird’s nest that was otherwise known as Maya’s hair, a gentle smile curved Nicole’s lips.

“Mommy will brush your hair for you later, alright?”

Maya nodded. “Where’s Daddy?”

“He’s not awake yet.”

“Then does that mean we can’t talk?” Maya’s chubby hands flew up to clap over her mouth.

Previously, their father would not allow them to speak loudly when their mother was still sleeping.

Nicole was silent as she thought over something. After a few seconds, she uttered, “Kids, listen up.”

“What is it, Mommy?” Kyle questioned.

“Mommy needs all of you to help me with something. Mommy needs to leave on a business trip so I won’t be around for a while. While I’m gone, you’ll have to take care of yourselves, okay?”

When she finished speaking, her children stared at her with alarm.

They had never left their mother’s side before so they were extremely hesitant about it now.

“When will you be back, Mommy?”

“If you’re good, Mommy will be back in no time at all. I’ll even bring back each of your favorite foods and fulfill one small wish for each of you,” she cajoled.

They exchanged glances. Their father usually treated them quite well so they almost felt obligated to support their mother.

Juan and Kyle nodded in agreement.