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

silent again, and soon, the car started again

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 the bus stop

movements, and she looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had

you see any bad

nervous and looked around frantically.She didn't even

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,

and pointed at the sunlight on

seems to

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

and daughter were silent

where his car drove off.She knew that she was not going

secretly kept this child,

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

that she would have to

cost of Emma's enrollment in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way

is so rich; how can we let our children come to such an

"Didn't grandmother always tell us that even if we

have your

Emma's little nose

was heavy as

home, Sophia was

full.The part-time job that Fiona helped me get will start today.Next time, after you come back to pick up Emma, eat.You

took her bag, put on her

wanted to tell her that she had already paid for

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

"Emma, eat well.”

like your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute

to Golden Pavillion.She went

was the building manager and head

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

all the services of the guests in the private room,

smile was very

time, but the smile on his face was

night of Sophia's shift, this

was reserved by a wealthy businessman to

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

well-trained and opened the

attitude was very

few bills to the parking