My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 4

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 4–Are you single, pretty?

“Hmm?” Tessa was slightly stunned and was unable to give an immediate response.

“Miss, I want you to pick me up,” the little boy repeated, this time with a little more emphasis as he looked at Tessa with wide eyes that were lit with a childish glow.

Seeing how endearing he was, her heart melted and she immediately lifted it up. It was like holding a soft bundle, and as she carried it, she could smell the faint powdery scent she gave off of her that made him want to caress her plump cheek. To her surprise, she became attached to the boy as she smiled and said in a soft voice:

“Hey kid, thanks for sticking up for me. “Without him, I would never have been able to clear his name. But looking unperturbed, the boy shook his head and said with an air of mischief:

-You are welcome. I did what I have to do. Also, I hate hypocritical women like her.

Hearing that, Tessa was so amused that she laughed.

“Do you know what that means?”

He nodded, his plump face very grim as he replied:

-Of course. My uncle told me that a hypocritical person is someone whose actions do not match his words.

Tessa’s eyes curved into two half moons.

“Well, I’m impressed. You are a very smart boy, aren’t you?

lips to keep from smiling, which only made it more adorable. Seeing him like this, she Tessa

on the boy, her motherly love overflowing.

to begin. We must go

at that, and then turned to

my dad?”

have to prepare for the performance, and besides, we just met.” It wouldn’t be appropriate for

boy clung tightly to

then it is!” Besides, how are you going to perform without a violin, beautiful? she asked. Her eyes widened as saucers as a brilliant idea occurred to her, and he glanced at Tessa as she quipped, “My grandmother still has a

child looked up with bright puppy dog ​​eyes,

 I will take

soft little body slumped against her as he smirked. This pretty lady has a very warm hug, and she smells good too, just

“Are you single, sweetie?”

boy affectionately. He was beginning to like her more and more. “Why do

you should marry my

couldn’t hide his surprise: “Isn’t this little boy’s father Nicholas Sawyer, like the president of the Sawyer

of legendary proportions in the business world, with a tenacity to match his formidable reputation, not to mention how he ruled the company with an iron fist. He

the little one has mentioned it…” Unable to

“And your mom?”

murmured disappointed with misty eyes: “I want you to

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