My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 69–Nicholas’ breathing stopped, the softness he was grasping firmly made him a

stupor.

Meanwhile, it didn’t take long for Tessa to come out of his arms. It straightened up, but that made the pain

It was unbearable, so much so that it brought fresh tears to her eyes. He crouched down in hopes of calming down.

his ankle was protesting and, as he breathed through the pain, he grumbled: “Can’t you be a little bit.

less aggressive?”

Nicholas was about to retort when he suddenly looked down and noticed that his ankle was so

swollen like a completely leavened bread dough. In inexplicable anger, he snapped irritably:

“Why are you so stubborn when you are already so badly injured? Are you planning to wait for the

paralysis before being willing to go to the hospital?

She glared at him and snapped mutinously: “Shut up if you don’t want to be the first to meet!

paralyzed!”

“You-” Perplexed by his sharp tongue, he suddenly found himself speechless.

On the side, Edward was looking at them both arguing with wide eyes. I was sick of seeing the

women fawning over and throwing themselves at Nicholas and it was refreshing to see a woman arguing with him over a

time. Not to mention, President Sawyer’s anger seemed to have been born out of worry. ¿It could be

Miss Reinhart?

dismiss the thought, but the next moment, he

carried Tessa in a

weightless, she gasped and began to struggle, shouting,

you think

jaw stiffened as he turned to tell Edward, “Keep an eye on

hand firmly grasped to his, he positioned

and Tessa

few of them entered the hospital, after which Nicholas arranged for

and did

that was over, the doctor obediently said, “The

his ankle when he jumped from a high place,

her as new. As for the abrasions on your arm, they will be cured

if you change the

out a sign of relief when she heard this,

be fine, but you

put my foot anywhere. I’m just doing

from

lips and pointed bitterly: “And I wouldn’t even devote a thought to

Gregory.”

he looked at the boy, who had been holding his hand during the checkup and blowing on

to soothe

was touching, and any frustration she had

little one. She reached out indulgently and churned his

now, honey. Don’t

was obviously not happy

son’s mother will