Single Mother: Struggling With The Dangerous CEO

"Baby, how did you get the wounds on your head and arm? Does it hurt?" Patrick asked Quentin.

Adriana noticed that Quentin was wounded, and some places were even bandaged.She quickly bent down and pulled him over gently to ask.She was distressed, and it was evident.

"It doesn't hurt.The pretty lady has already bandaged it for me.Besides, this injury is nothing for a man!"

Quentin said in an unmistakable and firm voice.

Patrick's demands for Quentin were exceptionally stringent.

Over time, Quentin developed the same personality as Patrick when he was a child.

Although he was patient and independent, he never showed weakness quickly.

And people with this kind of personality usually felt very cynical in their hearts.

Patrick did not want his child to repeat the same mistake he had made.

Nevertheless, the trajectory of destiny had always been so similar.

Patrick patted Quentin's head.His fingers stroked the wound on Quentin's forehead unconsciously.

Then, he thought, 'The way his wound is bandaged is very familiar, very similar to the way that woman bandaged it' 

"Come on, get in the car, and let's go eat."

It was the path of solace between father and son.

There was no need to communicate too much verbally.

Although Adriana did not understand, she saw the smile on her son's face and no longer looked into it.

All three got in the car, and the Rolls-Royce quickly hit the road.

There were many vehicles on the road as it was rush hour.

The car sometimes sped up and sometimes slowed down until they reached the bus stop.

Quentin was sitting in the middle of his parents and was looking around.

Suddenly, he saw Emma and her mother standing next to the bus stop sign and shouted, "Dad, mom, look! That's the beautiful lady who helped me and bandaged my wounds!"

He pointed outside.

The two followed Quentin's finger and only caught a flash passing by.

I can't see

wondered where

occupants were silent again, and soon, the car started

remember the car she saw at the school entrance in a hurry.She saw the same car at the bus stop

her fluffy hair.Her black almond-shaped eyes followed her mother's movements, and she looked back

you see

around frantically.She didn't

let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed

her mouth with exaggeration and pointed at the sunlight

side seems to

I am as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child?

daughter were

car drove off.She knew that she

she had secretly kept this child, she did not

to having a close bond with him and his

would have to change Emma's

was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it if

come to such an ordinary kindergarten? The world of rich people is really

this, she seemed to understand and said, "Didn't grandmother always tell us that even if we have

have your grandma's ghost spirit in

pinched Emma's little nose

was heavy

was stressed

start today.Next time, after you come

bag, put on her shoes, and ran out of the

her that she had already paid for

could say it, Sophia was already out of the house.She shook her head, picked up a slice of pork,

"Emma, eat well.”

mother Maria said.Emma made

took a cab to Golden Pavillion.She went

building manager and

are responsible for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this

the guests in the private room, from minor to big dishes to the finest wine, and

was

time, but the smile on his face

the first night of Sophia's shift,

was reserved by a wealthy businessman to celebrate his

rich people celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of

parking valet was well-trained and

attitude was

handed over a few bills to the