President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 442

The little boy looked up at her and replied politely, "Thank you!"

After that, he opened the gift in a hurry.

It turned out to be a complete painting.

Natalia said with a smile, "I heard that Gem has been painting since he was a child. I don't know what to buy. So I just choose a set of paintings. Hope Gem loves it!"

Everyone laughed. The Stevenson family was so wealthy that they had seen all kinds of treasures. They didn't care about those.

McCarthy also handed over his gift.

He was more direct and gave him a black card. Seeing this, Leonard thought that it was too valuable and refused to accept it.

However, McCarthy stopped him.

"Keep it as his marriage fee."

When people heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

Leonard smiled as well and accepted the gift.

Ms. Stevenson sat in the middle of the sofa, touched her grandson's head with a smile, and asked him, "Gem, do you want to marry a wife when you grow up?"

Since the little boy tore down the package, his hands had never stopped. He had been touching all kinds of brushes.

Hearing this, he looked up and smiled. "Yes! I want to marry a wife as beautiful as Natalia!"

Everyone laughed at his childish words.

Everyone was sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing.

Natalia is unlike McCarthy who could talk to Leonard and Charlie and the others about the situation, she always felt a little restrained.

After sitting for a while, she stood up and walked to the back garden.

It was already autumn. Other than a few chrysanthemums, there were no fresh flowers in the garden. It could be seen that none of the Stevenson family liked flowers and plants.

This reminded her of the greenhouse in the Pinewood Manor. Even in such a season, there were many flowers. There were not only the occasional flowers, but also many kinds of medicines like the peony. Even some that she could not name.

Their bedroom was right in the direction of the greenhouse there. Every time night fell, she could smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

She suddenly felt that their Pinewood Manor seemed to be much warmer than the resplendent manor of the Stevenson family.

She walked through the long corridor and sat down on the swing in the garden.

Not long after she sat down, she heard footsteps behind her.

She glanced back and saw that it was McCarthy.

Natalia did not move. She sat on the swing.

She shook it gently until the man's voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

Natalia raised her head to look at him.

She smiled and said, "It's a swing! Push it?"

It was just a joke, but the man raised his eyebrows slightly and agreed.

"Okay," he said.

He gently pushed forward.

The swing didn't swing too high. McCarthy controlled the strength of the swing very well, making it shake within a safe range.

Natalia pursed her lips and said nothing.

The swing rose and fell. They were in silence.

They enjoyed such a quiet and sweet time happily.