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

wondered where Sophia

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

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

did you see any

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

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

opened her mouth with exaggeration and pointed at the

side seems to

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

were

car drove off.She knew that she was not going to

kept this child, she did

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

would have to change Emma's

cost of Emma's enrollment in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it if she wanted to avoid

is so rich; how can we let our children come to such an ordinary kindergarten? The world of

she seemed to understand and said, "Didn't grandmother always tell us that even

right.You have your grandma's ghost spirit

pinched Emma's

heart was heavy as

Sophia was stressed that she ate

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

on her

initially wanted to tell her that she had already paid for

was already out of the house.She shook her head, picked up a slice of pork, and put it on Emma's

"Emma, eat well.”

be like your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute gesture and said in a childish

Golden Pavillion.She went to

the building manager and

for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor, and it is often

of the guests in the private room, from minor to big dishes to the finest

smile was very

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

Sophia's shift, this floor was

reserved by a wealthy businessman to celebrate his

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

parking valet was well-trained

attitude was very

to