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

where

and soon, the

that she was 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 quickly pulled Emma behind

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

did you see any

looked around frantically.She didn't even dare

Rolls-Royce drive away, that Sophia let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed her worry, "No, the

pointed

this side seems to be facing

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

were silent for a

knew that she was not going to be this lucky

this child, she did not know how

Patrick's child was equivalent to having a close bond with him

have to change Emma's

this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no

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

and said, "Didn't grandmother always tell us that even

right.You have your grandma's ghost spirit

pinched Emma's

was heavy as they traveled

home, Sophia was

today.Next time, after you

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

she had already paid for the second half

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

"Emma, eat well.”

made a salute gesture and said in a childish voice, "Yes,

Golden Pavillion.She went to meet

building manager and head of

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

the private room, from

was

had been in the workplace for a long time, but

first night of Sophia's shift, this

was reserved by a wealthy businessman

celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped at

was well-trained and opened

attitude was

few bills to the parking