"Cheap!"
"Indecent!"
Hedy went upset and pushed Victor away, wiping her lips frantically.
This was not enough, she turned on the tap water and washed her lips.
In front of his son, she actually kissed Victor .
This was really unacceptable.
She was a traditional little woman, and always wanted to be a good mother in the traditional sense.
Dignified and generous.
Hardworking and honest.
But now...
Hedy felt that her persona was about to collapse.
Victor didn't expect the woman to react so much. He felt a little unhappy.
Many women wanted his kiss. But this one had the opportunity to get along with him day and night, only because she had his son. She did not cherish it, but... even despised him?
Victor took off the towel hanging on the rack and handed it to Hedy, then walked out with a long face.
Knowing that his daddy was sad, Leo immediately hugged Hedy's thigh and said softly: "Mommy, you really hugged daddy and called him husband last night, I heard it all."
Hedy looked at Leo suspiciously.
The boy nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and his face was full of "really, not lying to you" expressions.
Hedy couldn't help but wonder if she really said it.
Knowing the most about words and expressions, Leo immediately whispered, "Mom, I actually think Daddy is a nice guy and cares about you."
"He doesn't care about me, he wants to take you..." He wanted to take his son from her.
However, Hedy didn't want to tell Leo.
He is still young and yearning for family affection.
Victor was his biological father, and she doesn't want to discredit him in front of the child.
"Come on, Mommy will wash your face." Hedy picked up the towel, dampened the water and wiped Leo's face.
Leo held his head high and turned his face in accordance with Hedy’s movements. His cute appearance melt Hedy's heart.
Her son was really the best gift she has ever received in her life.
She had to protect her son.
Away from the rotten scoundrels who wanted to take her son.
What Hedy didn't expect was that the noble Victor was washing his hands and making breakfast at this time.
Looking at the scallion pancakes and soy milk on the small dining table, Hedy doubted, "Is the soy milk cooked? Are the scallion pancakes cooked?"
The scallion pancakes were fried until golden on both sides, just like the ones sold along the street.
But he was the president of a big company, how could he cook like a professional?
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