My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 1722 Experience

“Mommy, it was you who told Daddy the story?” The three children were surprised to find out that the supposedly terrifying story originated from Francesca. Then, they started laughing and praising their mother for it. “That’s amazing, Mommy!”

“Yeah, Mommy! It’s so awesome!”

Danrique tilted his head as he stared at the kids in disbelief. What on earth is going on? I instantly became the bad guy when I told them the story, but now that they found out that the story came from their mother, they’re praising her for it?

Francesca patted the children on their heads before pecking them on the cheek. “If you’d like, I can tell you guys more stories like that tonight. My brain is packed full of interesting stories.”

Then, she turned to Robbie, Jamie, and Ellie. “Of course, you three are more than welcome to join us.”

“No, no, no. We’re good. We’re good.”

With faces as pale as a sheet, Jamie and Ellie immediately shook their heads and hands in response.

Robbie was left utterly speechless by the bewildering

any more stories. We just

to praise their mother, but they had no intention of listening to more horror stories. In their eyes, their mother was the best

did or was

excellent cooking skills. The food she makes is way better than that in Erihal,” promised Francesca with a big smile as she filled the children’s

happy when they were with him, and he did not know what he should do to be able to spend quality time with them in such a pleasant ambiance. For some reason, that felt like something impossible

these, guys. Here’s one for Robbie, one for Jamie, and one for Ellie,” Charlotte served her

You should have

grown older, they

didn’t know what true happiness was back then, but I do now. Coming home to a loving wife and being surrounded by the children; that’s true happiness. Children aren’t that complicated, you know? You just have to spend more time with them, and

you think you’re qualified enough to tell me what to do? I’m sure you have other things to worry about than my

at Danrique’s constant need to put on

“Danrique—”

the room, but before she could even start talking, Francesca interrupted her and said to Danrique, “He’s not wrong, you know?