Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 2746

James pushed the door open. When he saw her holding the photo album in her hand, he hastily went up to stop her. “No! You can’t look at that!”

Giselle narrowed her eyes when she saw how nervous he was. “What’s the matter? Are there any other unseemly photos in this album?”

“It’s none of your business. My father told you to sleep in my room, but that doesn’t mean you can simply touch the things here!”

“Really? What are you gonna do about it if I insist on looking at it then?”

James grabbed her wrist when she tried to snatch the photo album out of his hand. “Why do you have to look at my photo album? Could it be that you have a crush on me?”

Giselle was rendered speechless.

After a short while, James released her wrist and took a step back. He held tightly to the photo album and said, “You can touch whatever you want in this room, but I won’t let you lay a single finger on this photo album.”

Just when he turned around, his father came into his room and said matter-of-factly, “It’s just a photo album. I have a lot more of them in my room. Come with me, Giselle. I’ll show them to you.”

James froze “Dad!”

a grin on her face. He handed the collection of photo albums to her when

tried to stop Giselle from opening the photo album, but it was too

photo, she was stunned for a moment before breaking into a

see his photos when he was a kid. There was this one

deep breath and just wanted to kill himself

let other people see

help herself and chuckled out

an ugly monkey Sometimes his mother and I are wondering if

most of the kids look like ugly monkeys when they are born. But you’re right. He’s indeed pretty

that when we are born. I’m sure you were this ugly as well,” retorted

my photos, I must ask Mr. Peterson for her photos as

Giselle came out of the bathroom and saw James lying on

to you? I don’t care what my father

walked over to the bed and lay down as well, startling James. He looked at

whatever place I want to sleep?

closed the magazine and grabbed the blanket. “Won’t you feel