Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Evan’s expression was blank while his emotions raged in him. He was feeling extremely conflicted. He wanted to tell Nicole the truth yet he was worried she would remember her past.

If he said anything that might make her regain her memories, she would be utterly heartbroken at their current predicament. Especially since he was now married to Susan.

A moment later, he spoke in an icy voice, “That’s not her!”

His children had obviously not expected he would say that. Their loud protests rang out simultaneously.

“Daddy, you’re lying!”

“You liar, Daddy!”

So it really was not her. His answer caused an inexplicable sense of disappointment sweeping through Nicole.

“Thank you for arranging this wonderful place for me to stay, Mr. Seet.”

“You’re welcome.” This place belongs to you in the first place.

“Daddy, maybe you should stay here with us?”

Juan’s suggestion caught Evan off guard.

was already a

have to

failed, Juan tried again. “Daddy, the roses at Rose Garden are blooming, right? Could

to all the places we’ve stayed in before, maybe

some thought, Evan

for her opinion. She mulled over it before questioning, “Is

The flowers there are so colorful and

Levant and get my mind off of him.

Thus, she agreed.

father. After a couple of hours of playing with

could you eat

in the hopeful glint in her eyes. It had been a year since he had eaten with his four children, so he was reluctant to deny her this. Besides, he wanted to stay with them

come over. After a mad scramble, a feast was spread out on

a maid hurried over to inform, “Mr.

do anything, Susan sauntered over. In an overly sweet and

sat herself down at the

before scoffing as hostile expressions appeared on

to snatch

swept an assessing gaze across Susan. Dressed in a pale pink dress, the latter looked a lot more feminine now than she had at the wedding. Her silky hair draped across her shoulders loosely while her eyes shone brightly. There was a sheen to them that almost looked like tears, giving her a pitiful look. She was like a fragile flower that screamed for