Chapter 614: 614: Wanting a Daughter

“However, I worry that because we are so involved in Cindy’s life due to her abundance of blessings, we may miss out on being involved with Morgan’s,” Adrian Zhekova continued, “Morgan might feel upset–he might feel unhappy about this.”

“Morgan is a magnanimous child, he won’t allow his frustration to be directed at his sister,” Adrian Zhekova said, “I’m more worried that he’ll repress his feelings, keeping the sadness to himself.”

Without a comparison, the little boy might not realize what exactly he missed out on.

But in the process of accompanying his sister, Morgan was also fully involved.

This would let him know, what he had missed out on from his own childhood.

Morgan is good, he wouldn’t feel jealous or take it out on his sister due to this matter.

Adrian Zhekova is afraid that Morgan might feel sad.

He would realize that other kids have these experiences, yet he doesn’t.

What he missed, could never be made-up for.

“That’s why I want to plan his birthday celebration on a larger scale next year, make it more lively, more grand,”

“What we didn’t prepare for him in the past, I want to make up for it all at once.”

“Maybe this still won’t make up for what he lost, but at least he’ll know that we’re not ignoring him, that we’re trying to makeup for our past neglect. The past cannot be changed, but in our eyes, he and his sister are equal,” he said.

Cindy Clarke was surprised that Adrian Zhekova had thought these through.

He usually didn’t seem too concerned about the little guy’s feelings.

But in fact, Adrian Zhekova had many thoughts in mind.

He is a thoughtful husband and a responsible father.

Cindy Clarke was truly grateful that the father of Morgan is him.

Indeed, Morgan is a fortunate child.

Cindy Clarke couldn’t help but laugh, she too, wrapped her arms around Adrian Zhekova’s waist in his embrace.

Looking up at him, all she could see was Adrian Zhekova’s chin.

The height difference between the two was quite noticeable.

Cindy Clarke tiptoed, yet could only manage to reach his chin to give him a peck.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Adrian Zhekova’s chin was clean-shaven, yet inevitably a bit prickly, giving a contrasting feel to Cindy Clarke’s soft chin.

It held a faint scent of men’s moisturizer.

Adrian Zhekova was taken aback again.

What’s gotten into her today?

She’s so forward?

Although it was already dark outside in the winter time, and it was only just after five in the afternoon, it wouldn’t be suitable to just carry Cindy Clarke back to their room now.

Adrian Zhekova had no choice but to hold back.

Seeing that Cindy Clarke had already warmly embraced his waist.

Resting her chin gently on his chest as she looked up at him, she said, “You’re wonderful.”

Adrian Zhekova felt a profound sense of satisfaction, “As long as you think I’m good, that’s enough.”

He didn’t much care about what other people thought of him.

It was enough as long as Cindy Clarke thought he was good.

“However, how do you know our next child will be a daughter?” Cindy Clarke laughed and asked, “It could also be a son.”

Adrian Zhekova, surprisingly, even displayed a somewhat worried expression, “That’s a bit risky,” he said.

By genetics, their family tended to have more sons.

But Cindy Clarke’s family had two daughters.

So the chances of having a daughter for both of them would be fifty-fifty, right?

Since the first child turned out to be Morgan, the chance of the second one being a girl is high!

Adrian Zhekova revealed his thoughts to Cindy Clarke.

Even though there wasn’t any scientific logic behind his thoughts, he was simply guessing.

Cindy Clarke was amused by Adrian Zhekova’s calculations.

Just how much does this man wish for a daughter.

He even brought up such a topic.

***

Nork City.

Mr. Lopez’s wife, Mrs. Lopez, had just left a friend’s house after playing Mahjong.

Just as she was about to get in her car, someone called out to her, “Mrs. Lopez.”

Mrs. Lopez stopped by the car, turned her head, and saw a young woman walking towards her.

The woman was Wendy Clarke.

Mrs. Lopez’s expression instantly turned somber.

She did not know Wendy Clarke and had never seen her before.

The two were complete strangers, with no understanding of each other.

If Wendy Clarke’s restaurant was brought up, Mrs. Lopez would have knowledge of it.

She had even dined there before.

However, she didn’t know who the restaurant owner was.

Therefore, Mrs. Lopez knew nothing about Wendy Clarke.

Seeing Wendy Clarke approach, Mrs. Lopez raised her eyebrows.

Her first instinct was that Mr. Lopez had found another woman.

Mr. Lopez had a penchant for flirting.

Previously, when they didn’t have any children, Mr. Lopez always wanted to sneak around and find someone to have a child with.

Mrs. Lopez had caught him several times.

Of course, Mrs. Lopez would hope to have her own child.

A child of her own would be more reliable.

In the future, the child would inherit the family’s wealth.

Bringing back a child born from another woman, even if she didn’t tell the child the truth and raised it herself, there would still be a lump in her heart.

Who knew if that woman would have other intentions, take the opportunity to find the child, and reveal the truth?

By then, wouldn’t all her years of nurturing have been in vain?

They might even snatch away all of the family’s assets, and she would be left with nothing.

Why should the Lopez family’s assets be inherited by someone who had absolutely no relation to her?

As for Mr. Lopez, Mrs. Lopez had long been indifferent.

With Mr. Lopez’s large and pudgy appearance, Mrs. Lopez became too lazy to entertain him.

With her time and wealth, why not find a young lover?

Both of them could have their fun, there was no problem with that.

As long as Mr. Lopez’s mistresses didn’t threaten her status,

And didn’t come up with a child for her to raise, she wouldn’t mind.

But Mr. Lopez actually intended to let a woman outside bear a child.

Even if Mr. Lopez assured her that he would find an unknown woman, and would not let her cause any trouble,

Simply a surrogate, end of story after the birth,

Mrs. Lopez couldn’t believe such words.

Anyway, if it wasn’t her own child, she wouldn’t feel reassured.

So Mrs. Lopez was on high alert.

If it weren’t for the child, Mrs. Lopez wouldn’t bother to deal with Mr. Lopez.

Until four years ago, when Mr. Lopez suddenly brought home a child.

He said it was a surrogate birth from outside

And it was through proper channels, there would definitely be no trouble.

But how could Mrs. Lopez believe that?

Domestic surrogacy wasn’t allowed.

Mr. Lopez’s business was not yet that big to be expanded overseas.

Moreover, she was well aware of Mr. Lopez’s travels.

Just around the time when the child was born, Mr. Lopez had not left the country at all.

Clearly, Mr. Lopez was lying.

Mrs. Lopez couldn’t let it go and argued with Mr. Lopez for a long time.

But Mr. Lopez insisted on not disclosing who the biological mother of the child was.

He repeatedly assured that the biological mother would definitely not come looking for them.

Moreover, it was just this child.

Considering Mrs. Lopez’s age, Mr. Lopez didn’t have much expectation from her.