Chapter 346: 346: Morgan Zhekova is My Son

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Perfect, let her see what kind of man Cindy found as her boyfriend.

And let Ian Morris see what kind of unbearable person Cindy was with.

A suitable lid for every pot.

A person like Cindy didn’t deserve Ian Morris at all.

“We have already ordered our dishes.” Cindy smiled coldly and distantly.

“Cindy!” Finally, Cindy heard Morgan’s voice.

The little guy finally came out!

Because Ian Morris and Eleanor Ward blocked him, the little guy was too short.

So when he came out, Cindy hadn’t seen him.

Although the little guy had short legs, he ran quite fast.

He dashed like a small cannonball to Cindy’s side.

Cindy squatted down to see if Morgan had tidied up his clothes.

Seeing that the little guy had tidied up nicely.

He had zipped up his clothes and they were neat, she asked, “Why did it take you so long to come out?”

Little guy was embarrassed since there were strangers around; he didn’t want Ian and Eleanor to hear him.

He approached Cindy’s ear and whispered, “I was peeing halfway when I realized I wanted to poop, so I went to do that.”

Cindy chuckled softly, “Well, you’re awesome for solving it by yourself.”

“Of course.” Morgan patted his chest, “You have to believe in your little cuttie!”

When Ian saw Morgan, he immediately remembered seeing the little guy at the Competition that day.

His gaze alternated between Cindy and Morgan.

When Cindy stood up to end the whispering with Morgan,

Only then did Ian ask, “I saw this little guy yesterday, but I didn’t get a chance to ask. He is…”

Cindy openly and proudly said, “He’s my son, Morgan Clarke.”

“Morgan, say hello to Uncle and Auntie.” Cindy reminded.

Morgan immediately obediently and generously said, “Hello, Uncle; hello,

Auntie.”

Ian hurriedly responded to Morgan, then looked at Cindy in shock.

His mind was in a mess right now, unable to think clearly.

It was like a tangled mess in his brain that couldn’t be sorted out.

“Cindy, you said…this child is…” Ian felt that the shock he had received in the past two days was too great.

He had finally met his first love, only to see her with another man.

And now he found out that she had such a big son!

Eleanor watched from the side, finally felt relieved and smiled smugly.

Even with a son, Ian couldn’t possibly be so tolerant, right?

Such a big heart, would he become a scapegoat?

But looking at Ian’s reaction, he really did like Cindy.

Otherwise, why would he look so shocked?

Fortunately, Cindy had found a boyfriend and had a son.

Maybe the son was fathered by her boyfriend.

Of course, according to the timeline, if so, the couple should be married by now.

So, Eleanor guessed again that it might not necessarily be her current boyfriend.

Living in Belfard, with the pressure of life, it was easier for two people to get together and warm each other’s bodies; it’s both cost-effective and mentally less stressful.

After calculating, Cindy was only 20 when she had Morgan, probably still naive, and had been deceived by scumbag men.

After giving birth to the child, the other party ran away.

After all, she was uneducated and living at the bottom of society.

It wasn’t surprising for Eleanor that she would do such a thing. Eleanor had made up a story in her head about Cindy’s past and the consequences.

“Morgan is my son,” Cindy repeated to Ian Morris..