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 her

where

again, and soon, the car started again and slid

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

almond-shaped eyes followed her mother's movements, and she looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had happened to her because

see any bad

very nervous and looked around frantically.She didn't

Sophia let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed her worry, "No, the sunlight

exaggeration and pointed at

to be

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

were silent for a

the direction where his car drove off.She knew that she was not going to be this

she had secretly kept this child, she did not

that having Patrick's child was equivalent to having a close bond with him and his family, that was why he had strongly suggested aborting this

she would have to

slightly cheaper,

we let our children come to such an ordinary

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

you are right.You have your

pinched Emma's little

heavy as they

Sophia was stressed

helped me get will start today.Next time, after you come back to

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

she had already paid for the second half

Sophia was already out of the house.She shook her head, picked up a

"Emma, eat well.”

said.Emma made a salute gesture

cab to Golden Pavillion.She went to meet

the building manager and head of

only one private room on this floor, and it is often reserved.You have to focus on this one room, and

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

smile was very

in the workplace for a long time, but the smile on his face was not as

first night of Sophia's shift, this floor was reserved by

by a wealthy businessman to celebrate

today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance

well-trained and opened the

was

bills to the parking valet