Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

the Mark Family.

“Mommy still hasn’t called?” The little one was wearing Sponge Bob Square Pants pajamas and his delicate little face was full of disappointment.

Linda Mark sat beside him in the same Sponge Bob Square Pants pajamas and yawned, “Well, no call. Little bastard, let’s go to sleep and talk about the phone call tomorrow!”

She lay back down and squinted her eyes.

“No!” The little guy refused indignantly, then took his phone and called his mommy.

He misses his mommy so much, it’s like he’s got lovesickness!

The first time, no one picked up.

The second time, still no answer.

The little guy called five times in a row, but no one answered the phone there.

“Stop calling, you little bastard!” Linda Mark sat up with her hands on her eyelids and yawned again, “Your mommy is with that scum daddy of yours, she doesn’t dare to answer your phone, go to sleep.”

“Why is Mommy afraid to answer my phone calls?”

“Afraid to be found by your scum daddy and steal your custody ah!”

The little guy puffed out his cheeks, clenched his little fist, and didn’t speak for half a day.

” Are you crying?” Linda Mark opened her eyes and when she saw his red eyes, her whole body panicked, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, if you cry, this ass of mine will open up!”

The little bastard has a much higher status in her mom and dad’s heart than she does!

“You’re the one who’s crying!” The little guy glared at her, laid down, and covered his red eyes with the quilt.

He’ll grow up to be very strong and protect Mommy and not let Daddy bully Mommy!

But he can’t protect mommy now, he’s really angry!

“I saw you crying, and it’s useless to cover yourself with the blanket now. Don’t cover up so tightly, who will be responsible if you die of suffocation?” Linda Mark tugged hard on the blanket.

The little one’s whole body was on top of the blanket, but he wouldn’t let go.

Duh…

Duh…

The phone vibrated.

Linda Mark picked up the phone, and when she saw the caller ID, her face instantly darkened.

“I’m going out to take a call, don’t bore yourself to death!” She gave the little one two light kicks on her body.

The little one made a muffled sound from under the blanket, and only then did she go out at ease.

The night was a bit windy, the wind blew into the corridor along the window and reached all the way to Linda Mark’s heart, cold and bone chilling.

“Linda, I’m getting married, the fifteenth of next month.” Grag Huck’s voice was quiet.

After he finished, she didn’t reply, and he didn’t make another sound.

Both were silent, and all that could be heard on the phone was each other’s breathing.

Linda Mark had always thought she had moved on from her lost love, but hearing his voice made her realize that those memories had just been forced to the deepest recesses of her memory.

She and he had been next to each other for ten years, had known each other for twelve years, and finally waited for the words ‘I’m getting married’. Heh, how ridiculous!

“What the hell are you calling me to tell me this for? It’s not like you expect me to go to your wedding?” She deliberately lowered her voice and slowed it down, but you could still hear the sobs.

Grag Huck took a moment to speak up, somewhat subdued, “Well, I want you to come to my wedding. Linda, for the rest of my life, I can’t have a wedding with you, but … I want to see you at my wedding.”

“What the hell are you! Why should I go when you say I should?” Linda Mark, fearing that others might hear, whispered angrily, “Son of a bitch, I’m telling you, I’m not going! For the rest of my life, I will never give my blessing to you and other women!

She hung up the phone straight after she finished, letting the tears flow over her chin and drip onto the floor.

Doh…

Grag Huck sent a text message.

“Sending a bullshit text message, who reads that?!” Linda Mark cursed and wiped a tear from her face, but clicked on the text message anyway.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

[Meeting you, I used up all my luck; leaving you, I used up all my courage. I’m not afraid of not having a destiny, but only afraid of having a destiny but not having a part, in this life, I’m sorry for you. The last word, Linda, I love you, I love you very much!

Linda Mark looked at the text message, covered her mouth, and cried like a fool.

Why?

Why is he the first to say break up, but still make such a look of aggression? Who is it for?

…

Beauty Garden.

The lights were out, and the moonlight shone through the curtains, casting a bright shadow on the floor.

Tess Baker lay tense on the bed, both hands clutching the covers uneasily, staring fixedly at the ceiling, her heart thumping.

Even though there was some distance between her and Bowen Carter, she could feel the searing heat coming from his body.

“!” Tess Baker’s eyes widened and her whole body tensed up like a rock.

Bowen Carter… couldn’t resist?

No sooner had she thought about it than the hand tugged hard and she had fallen into a broad, hot chest, the tip of her nose filled with the faint smell of men’s perfume.

“Tess Baker,” he called out to her in a hoarse voice, hugging her tightly.