Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1901

Originally, she just wanted to make a joke with him, but she didn't expect that he would make fun of her. Monica had to explain with a serious expression: "I don't want you to help me, and participating counts most. If I loses, I can only find out the reason from myself. In any case, if I lose, Carlos will be more tolerant to me. "

Of course, Stinson knew that she had intentionally probed him. If Monica was a person who liked to steal tricks, it would not be so difficult to get along with him this time. She would have been impressed by his male charm and money.

"You are still my best love whether you win or lose." Stinson patted her back gently as a sign of encouragement.

Monica trembled for a moment. Although there was nothing on her face, there was an inexplicable peace of mind in her heart.

When she returned home this time, she had just come to work. But the Taylor obviously didn't want her to be better. Monica was alone and helpless. If she bumped her head, she would definitely not be able to play with them. Stinson brought his son to live in his house. At this moment, Monica still had the mood to work. otherwise she would have to worry about the safety of the child all day long.

Even though she hated Stinson for hurting her in the past, she was still sensible. Even without Stinson, there would be other men. Taylor and Don Stephenson would never let her go.

Stinson was responsible, and so was herself. It was pointless to talk about who was right and who was wrong now.

"Stinson, where are you taking me?" Monica sit and asked him.

Stinson laughed mysteriously: "I won't say it first, you will know later."

Monica had no choice but to stop asking.

The car drove into a high—end residential area and parked in the underground car park.

"We are here." Stinson said.

Monica got out of the car and looked at surrounding and asked, "Where is it? You won't want to sell me."

"How much do you worth? You have already had a child." The man was teased by her words, took her hand and walked straight to the elevator.

Monica glared at him: "Even if I'm a mother, it doesn't mean I don't have a suitor anymore."

"I'm one of them." Stinson smiled even more happily. It was still pretty cool to tease her. Moreover, she was not a dumb bun. She was bullied and knew how to resist.

The elevator went up all the way. Monica saw the city under the night through the glass on the side. She looked at Stinson in surprise: "Are we here for dinner?"

"That's right." The man's hands crossed his chest and leaned against the side of the elevator wall. His long legs, which had nowhere to place, made him look even more noble.

Monica's beautiful eyes inadvertently swept to his lazy and smiling expression. In her heart, she was vaguely remembered when she first met him, his temperament was as cold as abstinence, but why did he get along for a while? It had changed, and it seemed like he wasn't as curious either.

The elevator had reached the floor. Monica followed Stinson. This was a high—end corridor with a two—door door.

Stinson pressed the lock on his fingerprint, the door opened, and Monica looked at this beautiful apartment in shock.