Sweet Revenge

Chapter 631 Mischievous Son

Recently, Simon had been a little busy. He apologized in his heart. He felt that he had lost a lot of time to spend with his wife. After all, she was still pregnant and needed more company. When it came to other important matters, he was at his wits end, and he had a lot to do.

It was rare that today he had returned a little earlier, but when he came back, he didn’t see the figure who

cared about him.

“Where’s my wife?” He asked nobody in particular.

After washing his hands, he reached out to hug his son. The little guy seemed to be getting heavier again.

“Your wife went out early in the morning and hasn’t come back yet,” The nanny replied.

He frowned, hugged his son in one hand, and freed up the other hand to make a phone call. She said that she was going to visit the research institute recently. Could it be that it was so late and it was not over yet?

No one answered the phone when he called her, which was also common. She would not answer the phone when the experiment was in progress, and the phone was silent.

He sat down on the sofa, played with his son in his arms, and guided him to call.

“Who am I?” Simon asked Asher.

The little guy stared at him with round eyes, rubbed his face with his fleshy little hands, and grinned happily.

“Mom!”

Simon rolled his eyes.

“Wrong, call Dad!” He replied

his hands, Asher laughed and

back yet, call me daddy!” Simon said to his

face, showing his majesty

are against me at such

mom,” Asher

so frustrated

same thing. He didn’t expect that today’s defeat at the hands of a kid who doesn’t even have all the teeth was

no temper

‘Little villain!” Simon muttered.

lightly, of course he was not willing to use force, it

show.

Get Bora

so unrestrained, and he opened his

“Waaa” the kid acreamed

you crying?!” Simon asked. He was speechless. He hugged

his wife’s voice coming from

matter

You’re back!” Simon

face, Simon saw her, and the corners of his

The little guy cried miserably, as if he had been bullied

took him from Simon’s arms, lowered

“What’s wrong?”

Simon could speak, Asher pointed at Simon with his chubby little finger and pointed

Simon..

“Daddy…hit!”