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

wondered where

car's occupants were silent again, and soon,

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

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

see

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

when 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

opened her mouth with exaggeration and pointed

seems to be

think I am as easy to deceive as

daughter were silent for

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

out that she had secretly kept this child, she did

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

thought that she would have

slightly cheaper, there was no

can we let our children come to such an

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

you are right.You have your

Emma's little nose

heavy as they

was stressed

today.Next time, after

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

had already

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

"Emma, eat well.”

you grow up, don't be like your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute gesture and said in a childish voice, "Yes,

cab to Golden Pavillion.She went to

the building manager and head

administrative level special service area.You are responsible for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor,

in the private room, from minor to

was very

for a long time, but the smile on his face

night of Sophia's shift, this floor was reserved

was reserved by a wealthy

thought, 'Why do so many rich people celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven

was well-trained and opened

attitude was

handed over a few bills to