My Wife Had My Baby In Secret novel Chapter 19

Mike's beautiful dark eyes were rolling with crystal tears.

The little mouth is also tightly pursed, the childish face is full of aggression.

Is it true that Evelyn doesn't want him?

Not even listening to the phone ......

For a moment, Mike looked at the cage-like house in front of him, which was heavily guarded and surrounded by cold, and he suddenly felt so panic.

He doesn't want to not see Evelyn or be locked up.

He must, must escape!

Sucking in his nose, he quickly wiped away his tears.

Crying is a sign of weakness.

He wants to be the strong one, the one who can protect his mother!

......

Evelyn prepares breakfast and comes to call Reece for dinner.

The little one did not change his face and could not see the slightest hint, Evelyn did not think much about it at all and sent him to kindergarten naturally.

Before leaving, he also thoughtfully gave the little one a mua-ha.

The little one blushed again with shame.

But once Evelyn returned to the Neptune Group, it was clear that everyone was looking at her strangely.

"So she's the daughter of a murderer, huh?"

"Before the wind did not reveal a bit, I guess this time also want to approach the young master , the result was the Barron family to find out her past information, and then hard hit the face, right?"

"No, the Barron family doesn't even want her to design young master's birthday house anymore. ......"

"Ha, you guys don't talk nonsense, people are looking so ugly."

Everyone said one thing, and some even deliberately raised their voices, fearing that Evelyn would not hear them.

Evelyn then suddenly understood that her main designer position was removed, there were already some female employees in the office who were jealous of Evelyn's beauty, and now they got the news from somewhere that she was formerly a bankrupt celebrity of the Wilson family, and now she had fallen into the Neptune Group, so of course they had to mock a wave... ...

In fact, Evelyn has always been quite well liked in the office, but where there are people, there is gossip and conflict of interest.

Evelyn didn't take these rumors seriously and did what she needed to do.

What's so hard to hear? Didn't you hear enough when the Wilson family was in trouble four years ago?

These words of theirs and the insults of the debtors at that time are simply small and not worth mentioning.

So torturous times have passed, now can still break her down?

Ms. Robbin walked over at this moment and knocked on Evelyn's desk, "Evelyn, Mr. Dewey wants you to go down to his office."

Evelyn wrinkled her brow in some disgust.

But I couldn't help it, so I gathered myself and knocked on the door of Mr. Dewey's office.

"Mr. Dewey, what did you want to see me about?"

"Close the door, I want to talk to you." Mr. Dewey, a man in his early forties, with a beer belly and a Mediterranean head, looked at Evelyn with a salivating gleam in his eyes.

He is rumored to be a relative of the Moore family and is as secure as a mountain in the group.

Evelyn did as she was told and closed the door.

Mr. Dewey closed the blinds by hand, and the spacious office became an enclosed space for two.

He sat on the couch and pointed to his side, "Come sit down."

Go over and sit?