My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 69

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

head slightly to dismiss the

Nicholas carried Tessa in

she suddenly felt weightless, she gasped and began

you think you’re

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

with Gregory’s hand firmly grasped

Nicholas and Tessa

of them entered the hospital, after which Nicholas arranged

Tessa’s wounds and

doctor obediently said, “The young

landed on the wrong note and sprained his ankle when he jumped from a

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

change the

out a sign of relief when she heard this, then looked at Nicholas furiously

fine, but you had to put your

“I don’t really want to put my foot anywhere.

from worrying

arched her lips and pointed bitterly: “And I wouldn’t even devote a

Gregory.”

been holding his hand during the checkup and

soothe

was touching, and any frustration she

to the little one. She reached out

fine now, honey.

obviously not

mother will be

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