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Adrian Zhekova narrowed his eyes, staring at her lips. His fixed gaze made Cindy’s scalp tingle.
“Cindy!” Morgan was heard calling again just as he entered the living room.
Cindy quickly moved towards Morgan.
The living room was only so big after all, and she couldn’t avoid Adrian no matter how she tried.
As she walked, she could still feel Adrian’s intense gaze fixed on her face.
Cindy’s scalp tingled to the point that she could barely walk properly.
She was on the verge of stumbling.
“What happened?” Cindy squatted down in front of Morgan and gathered him into her arms.
The little guy rubbed his eyes, still a bit drowsy: “I’m thirsty, I want water.”
“I’ll get you so.” Cindy said, “Did you finish the water in your cup?”
Every night, Cindy would fill his water bottle for when he got thirsty during sleep.
“I finished it.” Morgan replied.
Cindy chuckled, “Okay, I’ll refill it for you, Just wait.”
After saying this, Cindy went to the kitchen.
With Morgan around, Adrian’s presence seed a lot less prominent.
Adrian noticed that Cindy always seed tense around him and was easily led by him.
However, as soon as Morgan appeared, Cindy would go back to normal, even forgetting his existence.
This wasn’t good.
Adrian squinted at Morgan, who turned and imdiately saw him.
“Uncle, you’re here too!” Morgan exclaid dramatically, even stepping back in shock.
Adrian Zhekova:
If Morgan’s reaction hadn’t been so over the top, Adrian would have believed him.
This ti Morgan’s reaction was not as unexpected as the last morning when he first saw Adrian.
Adrian suspected that the kid must have heard him talking to Cindy earlier.
The mont he saw Adrian about to kiss Cindy, he rushed out.
Adrian gritted his teeth disdainfully at Morgan.
Why bother having a son?
He was plainly a walking third wheel!
At this mont, Cindy brought a glass of water for Morgan.
Morgan took it and in order to carry on the act, took a sip.
Actually, he wasn’t thirsty at all.
“Uncle, what ti is it now? Why are you still here?” Morgan looked at the ti, full of suspicion. “You’re not planning on staying over, are you?
Adrian nodded, “It is quite late and it wouldn’t be appropriate for to leave.
Since you’ve ntioned it, I might as well stay.”
“I didn’t, I didn’t say that!” Morgan quickly shook his head in denial.
But Adrian paid him no heed.
This wasn’t Adrian seizing an advantage. It was like forcing Morgan to play the role of a bridge.
Adrian then turned towards Cindy: “Can I stay here tonight?”
Adrian had stayed here before and Cindy couldn’t find any reason to say no.
Moreover, it was indeed very late now and by the ti Adrian drove back, it would likely be past midnight.
Just as she was thinking this, Adrian explained: “You were scared tonight. If I am here, maybe it would be more comforting for you.”
Cindy hadn’t expected Adrian to think like this.
He continued, “Having a man in the house is always more reassuring.” “I am a man! ” Morgan puffed out his chest and stood on his toes, trying to assert his presence.
But Adrian didn’t pay him any attention.
A man?
Huh!
“Besides, my luggage is still here. It could co in handy.” Adrian added.
Cindy: ‘
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