Chapter 172 - 172: 172: Staring Blankly at Adrian Zhekova
Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!
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âThere were many times like this, right?â Adrian Zhekova asked.
Cindy Clarke tilted her head and thought for a moment without denying it: âHmm, especially when he was a baby and couldnât talk. He would cry when he was hungry and cry when he was sick and uncomfortable. It was hard to tell if he was hungry or not feeling well somewhere.â
âAt first, I had no experience and thought he was hungry. But he wouldnât eat and just kept crying. It broke my heart, so I hurriedly took him to the hospital. Thatâs when I found out he had a fever. Because he couldnât talk, he could only express himself by crying.â
âHe had fevers repeatedly, and I would have to watch him constantly since there was no one available to help. At that time, I indeed felt very tired and exhausted. But as long as I saw him healthy and happy, I felt it was all worth it.â Cindy smiled.
âFrom his birth to the present, can you tell me more about these things?â Adrian Zhekova suggested.
âNow? Itâs late.â
âMmhm.â Adrian Zhekova seemed not to notice how late it was.
So, Cindy reluctantly followed him to the living room.
She made some tea and told him about some of her past experiences taking care of Morgan.
Actually, talking about those moments now, Cindy didnât feel tired at all.
But during those times, there were several moments when she felt like she couldnât hold on anymore.
âFrom now on, Iâll be there.â Adrian Zhekovaâs voice was slightly hoarse, and his gaze unconsciously fell deeply on Cindyâs face, âI wonât let you struggle like this again.â
Cindyâs heart stirred slightly, and she also felt an unprecedented sense of stability.
If anything happened to Morgan, Adrian would not sit idly by.
Even more so, Adrian had been actively paying attention to them, and as long as he wasnât busy, he would come and check on them.
She wouldnât have to carry the burden alone anymore.
Cindy had also considered the attitude of Morganâs biological father.
She had thought about what would happen if, by chance, they really met Morganâs biological father.
That person probably wouldnât want to have anything to do with Morgan. In such a high-pressure society, Morgan, to that person, might just be a burden.
Although Cindy didnât need the biological father to do anything for Morgan at all.
In her heart, it would be best if they were still strangers.
But she never expected Morganâs biological father to be Adrian Zhekova, a man with a sense of responsibility and commitment.
Not only did he not try to take Morgan away, but he also actively shared the responsibility with her, fulfilling his duties as a father.
Even more, he respected her decisions, including not telling Morgan the truth for the time being.
Cindyâs throat seemed to be choked, and she couldnât speak for a moment. She just stared dumbfoundedly at Adrian.
She didnât know when, but Adrianâs face had gotten closer and closer to her.
By the time Cindy came to her senses, Adrianâs large face was already in front of her.
Not having time to think, Cindy instinctively held her breath.
Her trembling eyelashes closed, and her nervous gaze fell on his lips.
In the next second, they would touch.
Cindyâs heart was pounding wildly, as if it would leap out of her chest.
âCindy.â A sweet, sleepy voice called out.
Suddenly, Cindy snapped out of the trance-like atmosphere.
She quickly pulled away from Adrian, distancing herself.
Just now⦠Did they almost kiss?
Cindyâs face was burning hot, as if she was being scorched by fire.
At this moment, she couldnât say a word.
Instinctively, she raised her hand, her soft fingertips pressing against her lips..