The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

The female colleague also has children at home, so she is very sensitive to the children’s emotions.She can feel it.

This child’s inferiority complex and sensitivity are not what he should have at his age.

Another male colleague also echoed: “Yeah, I slept in the dormitory last night, and I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to coax him or that he would cry, so I was prepared to stay up all night. As a result, the child washed his face by himself, sleep by myself, and he don’t bother others. The next day they came together and he woke up. He is really sensible. If I had such a child, I would wake up laughing in my dreams...”

“Hahaha, You have to have a girlfriend first!”

Everyone was talking and laughing, but they didn’t notice that Eric walked in with a dark face.

Eric frowned, his eyes deep and cold.

Mitchell coughed from behind.

The crowd suddenly stopped laughing.

Eric pushed the door directly into the conference room.

The child was sitting obediently in the chair with his head lowered, and when he heard the sound and was suddenly jolted.

He climbed down from the chair and walked silently in front of Eric. He wore same dress from yesterday, just a little wrinkled.

He looked at Eric eagerly, took out the sticky notes and pens he carried with him from his pocket, and wrote stroke by stroke, “You are my daddy.”

Eric narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

With some sharp scrutiny.

The child continued to write: “Will you throw me away?”

The child held up the post-it note, and looked at Eric’s face cautiously. That cautious look was really unbearable.

He used “also”.

Eric’s eyes flickered slightly, and there was a trace of unbearableness in his eyes, but thinking about who gave birth to this child, his heart became cold.

He looked at the child in front of him: “What’s your name?”

He vaguely remembered that Angie seemed to have said it. But he didn’t take it to heart at all.

child looked relieved, and immediately wrote his name:

was a little surprised that this child could write so many words, but when he

name

Hehe...

Angie was really well-intentioned.

with cold eyes, and his

“Can't you speak?”

his head instantly, as if he had done something wrong, covering up his instantly red eyes.He stood there at a loss, with his feet together, his body tensed, as if he had accepted the pitiful gaze of others countless times, and he was ready for the

like this, his eyes narrowed:

raised and shook his

ask. As long as

doesn’t matter who

long, and

and pondered for a moment and said, “In terms of blood, we are father and son. I will not throw you away. I will

his eyes, looked at him for

with joy and

hate Easton and didn’t want to see his innocent and careful eyes anymore, as if he

he finished speaking, he turned around

up, the door

for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes

have contacted a

dimmed. It turned out that the good place Daddy arranged for him

his head silently and remained silent, the whole figure seemed to be curled up in a cocoon to

why Easton was so lost all

probably because Eric sent him to school, Easton was not

sighed: “Eric Ferguson is always your daddy. He recognizes you and won’t ignore you. But because of your mommy, he has a bit of a grudge in his heart, it takes time to accept you.

looked at

coaxing patiently, and the child’s face soon

In the hospital.

knew that

Doctors dare not approach.

even want to look

to change her medicine, she added

gasped for breath