Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 86

Nolan ignored Quincy, acting as if he had been drugged by that woman and was addicted to her. It had only been half a day, and he already could not wait to see her.

‘Sure enough, I did give her three days to think about my offer, but it’s still too long.’

At Beach Villa…

When eating dinner, Maisie held the spaghetti on the plate with her fork but had no appetite a t all. She raised her eyes and looked to the front from time to time and felt like her children had been abducted.

“Tsk, Nolan is really too shameless for me to handle. He’s the one who said he’ll give me some time to think about it, but he will never miss the chance to come to my place for dinner.’

Daisie was sitting on her father’s lap-the feeling of being fed by her father was really amazing!

Of course, he did not only pamper Daisie. He would fetch Waylon and Colton some dishes from time to time. Waylon’s reaction was not as excited as that of Colton’s and Daisie’s, which at least provided Maisie with a little sense of comfort.

“Daddy, you should eat more. Try some of Mommy’s buffalo chicken wings!” Daisie placed a piece of chicken wings onto Nolan’s plate.

Maisie’s eyelids twitched. “Daisie, he has arms and hands. He can grab the dishes by himself.”

sams

“Are you jealous, Mommy?”

happy, Maisie almost bent the

and rubbed Daisie’s hair. “Well, your mother might really

her head to eat, not wanting

chicken wing onto her

pretty little wife the cold shoulder just because of the kids. By the way, the phrase “pretty

of a woman who could match my status. But this pretty little wife is

Maisie were to know what Nolan was thinking at the moment, the bowl

it on Waylon’s plate. “Your father said he would still pamper you, so eat more.” Waylon glanced at Nolan, whose expression turned slightly gloomy, and calmly put the chicken wing into Colton’s bowl. “He’ll pamper you, eat another

Colton was rendered speechless.

that it was not right. She still had to

head and asked, “Daddy, could you stay

our house is not

is not a bigshot, he is Daddy.”

in his arms who had arranged everything for

definitely my biological

mentioned the obvious, “We don’t