Cill looked at him and casually pulled out an excuse and said, "It's enough to have a child with Becca, what do you want so many children to do" "Besides, Becca, she doesn't mind what she says now, but what if she minds when the child is born" "Daughter isn't like that, Syr."
He said, "And this kind of thing can be guided, and from an early age, my daughter will not lose her temper." ” Cill couldn't answer. found that this reason could not make him die, so he weaved another reason to say.
She stammered, "Even if Becca doesn't mind, I can't have another child with you." ” "How" "Because because, yes, because Becca she's so small" "You know that children are noisy, especially newborn children, and when the time comes, we have to take care of Beka, care about the children born, and take care of the company's affairs, so won't we be tired to death."
"So I think I'd better wait for Becca to go to kindergarten and talk about these things."
He frowned when he heard this, obviously not very happy.
He looked at her and wanted to talk to her again about asking her not to work in his company and stay home to take care of the children.
But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't say them.
He respects what she means.
In the end, he nodded expressionlessly, "Listen to you, wait for my daughter to go to kindergarten, and then talk about it." ” Cill laughed happily.
I thought I could finally get rid of him.
They are now enemies, and she approaches him for revenge.
And not for the sake of being with him, loving to old age.
In this case, how could she possibly give him an extra child, which is ridiculous.
He half-got up, took the quilt that had slipped down to her stomach, covered her chest, and rubbed her face with his hands.
"Sleep."
"Thank you."
Cill smiled at him and was about to close his eyes and go to sleep.
Suddenly, she remembered something very important, and quickly opened her eyes again.
She remembered that she had left her handbag in the small living room of Becca's bedroom.
Inside the bag was the information that Mike had given her.
If Becca had woken up first tomorrow and gone back to her bedroom to find her handbag, God knows if she would have opened it to see what's inside.
Becca is a brainless person who loves to play with everything she sees.
If Becca was walking around the house with that stack of papers, he happened to bump into him.
He saw the contents of the document, and with his cleverness, he would definitely be suspicious of her.
Then her revenge plan will be difficult to leave.
No way.
She had to go get her handbag back right away She hurriedly lifted the quilt on her body, and was about to climb out of bed, but unexpectedly found him frowning and looking at herself.
It was clear that he was asking her what she was going to do "Well, I'm going," Cill smiled nervously as he looked at him.
She slurred and sputtered for a while before she finally uttered the sentence.
"By the way, I wanted to go to Beka's room and get my handbag back and put it in my bedroom."
"You know I'm always up with a big head, and if I don't get it back now, I'll probably forget where to put it tomorrow morning."
"So I'll go for a few minutes."
"I'll be back soon" She smiled sweetly at him, and then awkwardly climbed out of bed.
He looked at her without speaking, but his eyes followed her back until she left the bedroom and closed the door, looking at the ceiling and gently hooking his lips.
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