Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1898

At night, Monica had a very strange dream. In the dream, she seemed to have returned to childhood and became a little girl. A little boy ran over to give her candy.

Early in the morning, Monica opened her eyes and noticed that there was a little body writhing around her. She subconsciously choked over and lowered her head to kiss his forehead.

"mummy, daddy said you two will get married? Is that true?" Gabe asked her with a happy face.

Monica couldn't help but laugh, she gently shave his little stubby nose: "When did he say that?"

"Just a moment ago, he came over to dress me up, and then said that you guys were getting married, and that you promised to go home with him to meet my grandparents." Gabe said sternly, he finally waited until daddy and mummy were together.

Monica was speechless. She got out of bed and reached out with her long hair. She bit her rubber band with her mouth, twisted it into a ball behind her head and walked to the bathroom.

When Gabe saw that mummy was not speaking, his big black eyes blinked.

"mummy, did daddy lie to me?" The little guy asked carefully.

Monica turned around and replied, "He didn't lie to you, mummy said yes."

"Really? mummy , you did not like daddy before? Why did you change your mind? Was it because he was handsome?" The little guy was in a good mood and his mouth was full.

Monica squeezed toothpaste and replied, "kind of."

"You finally admit that I'm handsome." A low male voice came smugly.

While brushing her teeth, Monica looked outside. She saw that Stinson had walked in for some time and was smiling proudly.

Stinson broke into laugh, he stood behind her, and looked at her gently.

"Take Gabe for breakfast, I'll come soon." Monica trembled. when Stinson stared at her, she feel so uneasy.

"Monica,, you are so pretty without any makeup." The man gave her a light praise.

Monica was stunned. She looked up and saw her own face in the mirror. Her hair is messy now.

"Do not kiss my ass" she said vaguely.

The man smirked. "You know I'm coaxing you."

"Hey..." Monica glared at him.

The man escaped and ran outside, pulling his son.

Gabe stood at the entrance of the stairs in a sigh of relief.

Stinson did not expect the little guy to suddenly feel emotional. He could not help but squat on the stairs and leaned against his son: "Son, what's wrong?"

"You're not allowed to make fun of mummy anymore." The little guy held out a little finger and reminded him seriously.

Stinson: "..."

"I didn't." Stinson could not help but tremble. He almost forgot that his son was a villain.

"You did just now." Gabe had a pair of snowy eyes, but he could not hide him.

Stinson sighed, this son really followed him. He was only young and was only good for his mother.Gabe is so like him when he was young.

Monica changed to a new set of clothes. The formal white suit made her look bright and elegant, and her enthusiasm for her work made her feel confident.

Stinson and his son sat at the table. When they saw that Monica came over, it was like a touch of charming sun.

The man looked at her with a deep gaze, his heart trembling.

Monica took a slice of bread and took a bite. Her pink lips were stained with some bread crumbs. The man reached out and wiped it for her.

Monica shivered, as if she had passed an electric current.

Stinson was intentional. He realized that this woman's face was thin and easy to blush. Moreover, her gaze flashed when she blushed.

After eating breakfast, Monica looked at the time and said to Stinson: "I'll send Gabe to school. I don't have a meeting this morning."

"Let's go together." Stinson's work was also freely arranged.

"Yes, daddy and mummy can finally send me to school." The little guy was looking forward.

After breakfast, Stinson and Monica sent Gabe to his school by car. Just after the little fellow was sent to the school gate, Stinson's phone rang. He looked at it and his handsome face wrinkled.

"What's up with your company?" Seeing that he didn't want to answer the phone, Monica asked him curiously.

"No, it's my mother." Stinson frowned helplessly. "It must have urged me to find a girlfriend."

"Then you won't pick it up." Monica read him a look, then she felt suffocating again. She also hoped to have parents to care for her. Unfortunately, she had only one person left.

Stinson stood to answer the call. On the other end of the call, a gentle female voice came: "Honey, are you going home for dinner at night? You haven't been back for a month."