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

silent again, and soon, the car started again and slid into

was glad that she was smart enough to remember the car she saw at the school entrance in a hurry.She saw the same

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

you see

looked around frantically.She didn't even dare to

when she saw the Rolls-Royce drive away, that Sophia let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair

mouth with exaggeration and pointed at the sunlight

to be

as easy to deceive

and daughter were silent for a

drove off.She knew that she was not going

that she had secretly kept this child, she

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

thought that she would have

was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it if she wanted

mumbled, "My family is so rich; how can we let our children come to such an ordinary kindergarten? The world

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

have your grandma's ghost spirit in

pinched Emma's little

heavy as they traveled

Sophia was stressed that she ate

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

took her bag, put on her

tell her that she had already paid for the second

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

"Emma, eat well.”

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

Golden Pavillion.She went to

manager and head

service area.You are responsible for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor, and it is often reserved.You have to

in the private room, from

smile was very

time, but the smile on his face was not as

shift,

wealthy businessman

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

well-trained and opened the

attitude was very

bills to the