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.

can't

wondered where

and soon, the car started again and

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

back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had happened to her because

you see

also very nervous and looked around frantically.She didn't even dare to breathe

she saw the Rolls-Royce drive away, that Sophia let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed her worry, "No, the sunlight was suddenly glaring, so

opened her mouth with exaggeration and pointed at the sunlight on their

to be facing

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

and daughter were silent for a

drove off.She knew that

this child, she did not

Patrick's child was equivalent to having a close bond with him and his family, that was why

she would have to

in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no

so rich; how can we let our children come to

said, "Didn't grandmother always tell us

are right.You have your grandma's

Emma's

heart was heavy

they arrived home, Sophia was stressed that she

helped me get will start today.Next time, after you come back to pick up Emma, eat.You don't have to wait for me every

on her shoes, and ran out of

her that she had already paid for

of the house.She shook her head, picked up a slice of pork, and

"Emma, eat well.”

made a salute gesture and

took a cab to Golden Pavillion.She went to

was the building manager and head

service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor, and it is often reserved.You have to focus on this one room,

implied, the housekeeper service was responsible for all the services of the guests in the private room, from minor to big dishes to the finest wine, and

was

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

first night of Sophia's shift, this floor

wealthy businessman to celebrate his

thought, 'Why do so many rich people celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped

well-trained and opened the

attitude was

few bills to the parking valet