??Chapter 118: 109、Ivy Aretha’s Great Dream
Chapter 118: 109、Ivy Aretha’s Great Dream
“Honey, since you’ve already seen it, save your mommy so face!”
With that, Michael Gordon had already gotten up and picked up the little one who was stepping on the spread in front of the bed, bending down to kiss her soft chubby cheeks before carrying her out.
This man’s face is really thick, being discovered by his daughter in this way and still being so breezy, she’s a bit embarrassed too!
Although they didn’t do anything, her baby was clearly more mature than most people. What if there was a misunderstanding?
This kind of thought persisted until breakfast, making Ivy Aretha reluctant to raise her head to look at her own daughter!
As Michael Gordon fed the little one, he watched Ivy out of the corner of his eye, finding her half-shy, half-bashful, and slightly awkward appearance extrely adorable.
“Mommy, it’s just that we got caught by our baby, don’t be embarrassed, look at Uncle Gordon, his face is as thick as if nothing happened, you should learn more in the future!”
The little one’s eyes, resembling Michael Gordon’s lively eyes, blinked at Ivy Aretha as she opened her mouth to swallow the porridge that Michael fed her.
Michael Gordon: “…” Is this what they call getting shot while lying down?
“Didn’t you say you’re not a three-year-old child? How can you do sothing that even a three-year-old child wouldn’t do?”
Being so blatantly teased by her own daughter, Ivy’s bit of depression ca back up, and looking at the little one who was treated like a high-status person by Michael, she suddenly felt a change in her heart!
The little one is already five years old, well past the age of being fed. She has always eaten by herself and can even help Cathy clean up the dishes.
Unfortunately, Mr. Gordon couldn’t quite accept the sudden appearance of his daughter and insisted on spoiling her to gain a sense of reality, resulting in what they have now.
“Mommy, don’t be jealous. Uncle Gordon is feeding
just to please the baby so that the baby can help him win mommy over sooner!”
Bianca saw her mommy’s awkward mockery in an instant, and her face broke into two big dimples of laughter. Her mommy was just too cute, even able to fuss with her, a little kid!
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Michael Gordon: “Cough cough!”
Michael Gordon wanted to vomit blood directly. He just wanted to be nice to the little one. Although he also wanted to win over Ivy Aretha and fix everything, it didn’t stop him from really wanting to be good to his baby daughter!
Two different things!
Forget it!
His offspring indeed resemble Michael Gordon in every aspect, even the continuity of their thinking and logic, and she could figure out any tiny possibility he might have. It is no wonder she has his bloodline.
The little one’s injuries are almost healed, Ivy has been on leave for so long, and it’s ti for her to go back to work. After eating, Ivy gets directly to Michael’s car to go to work.
Bianca goes to kindergarten, and with her current IQ, she’s left her peers in the dust. Ivy hasn’t asked her to go to school either, letting her rest at ho, only admonishing Cathy not to let her play on the computer too long.
Once in the car, Ivy rembered that there was sothing she wanted to talk to Michael about. The car had already started, and Ivy sat in the co-pilot’s seat for a long ti without finding an appropriate way to start.
For once, the verbose Attorney Ivy was sowhat at a loss for words.
Michael Gordon kept his eyes on the road while driving, but his peripheral vision was sneakily peeking at her, capturing all her emotions and revealing a faint smile on his lips.
“Just say what you want to say; your nervousness makes it look like you’re about to confess to !”
Mr. Gordon was very satisfied with this, and while speaking, he reached out and patted her head, speaking narcissistically, “Rest assured and boldly confess to ; I won’t refuse you!”
Damn, is this man narcissistic, or what?
“Michael Gordon, do you ever have anything normal in your head instead of all this repressed stuff?”
Ivy, who was still a bit nervous, relaxed instantaneously as he said this, and her tiny bit of uneasiness vanished like smoke.
“Repressed?”
Hearing this word, Michael Gordon, who was keeping his eyes on the road, turned his head to look at her, raising these two words with obvious disapproval.
“Not repressed?” Ivy turned her head, raised her eyebrows, and asked confidently.
Upon hearing this, Michael Gordon’s brows lifted, and his lips curled in self-satisfaction. “This young master has never been repressed!”
Uh?
Just as Ivy was about to speak in contempt and attack him, the man’s unhurried voice ca to her ears again, “This young master has always been openly unrestrained. Miss Ivy, haven’t you noticed by now?”
With his openly unrestrained capital, why should he be repressed?
Ivy Aretha: “…”
After freezing for a mont, Ivy shook her head and sighed, muttering four words, “Such a thick face!”
“NO, NO, no one has ever said that this young master has a thick face!” Mr. Gordon stated that his mood had gotten even better, “They all say I’m shaless!”
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Talking to this man, Ivy felt that it was better to keep her mouth shut. Otherwise, no matter what she said, she would be at a disadvantage. As the saying goes, no fish in clear water, no rivals for shaless people. He has already given up his face; who can out-talk him!
Ivy remained silent, and Michael focused on driving. The car was quiet throughout the journey, and the two had no interaction until the car stopped in Allure International’s parking lot.
Only then did Ivy suddenly rember, retracting her foot that was about to step out of the car, and turning to look at Michael, who was turning off the car, she spoke.
“Michael Gordon, let’s keep our relationship as it was before, you being the CEO and
being in legal affairs, and you still being my boss!”
Hearing this sentence, Michael’s hand, which was pulling out the car key, trembled, and the key fell onto the car’s carpet with a cling.
Lowering his head to pick up the key, Michael looked down at her, lips pressed into a straight line, furrowing his brows before finally asking, “Why? Do you think I’m not good enough for you?”
Oh, snap!
Isn’t Mr. Gordon being publicly unrestrained now?
She thought there was no one in the world whom Mr. Gordon was not good enough for!
“No!”
Ivy pinched the bag in her hand, lowering and then raising her head only after her eyes revealed a hint of composure, saying, “I just want to work right now, can’t you just let
work peacefully in your company and earn so money?”
She could imagine that if the people in the company find out about her and Michael having a daughter, the company would explode. She wanted to work in peace, and their relationship was not suitable for being public, even if they were only parents to a child and not lovers or spouses.
“Oh?”
Michael stared intently at her slightly distorted eyelashes, his deep eyes filling with more and more laughter, uttering a low chuckle after a mont, “Earning my money and supporting
and my daughter with it, Ivy Aretha, don’t you think your dream is too grand?”
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