Chapter 283
Bride of Mr.Billion
Bellaâs POV: I was still unwilling to accept any help from Herbert. âWhy are you so stubborn?â Herbert was a little annoyed. âFrom the first day you met me, you should have known my character. Is there any need to continue with this topic?â I replied.
Herbert was silent, but I could tell that he was very depressed. Lucas immediately stood up and said to Herbert, âDaddy, you shouldnât force mommy to accept your idea.â âThatâs between adults. Donât interefere,â said Herbert.
However, Lucas was not afraid at all. He raised his head and said seriously, âMommy is living on her own. She is an independent mommy. She has her own ideas. We should support her.â âHow do you know so much?â Herbert was surprised. Lucas raised his chin and said proudly, âDad, these are what you usually told me.â Herbert rolled his eyes and turned to leave. After the door was closed, I couldnât help laughing. Seeing me laugh, Lucas stepped forward and hugged my thigh. He looked up and asked, âMommy, youâre finally laughing. Are you not angry anymore?â âHow do you know that Mommy was angry?â I reached out and touched his head. âYour expression just now was very serious and a little fierce.â Lucasâs eyes were round, blue, and very beautiful. âReally?â I couldnât help frowning. Why didnât I feel that I was very fierce? Although I argued with Herbert for a while, I controlled my emotions well.
âYes.â Lucas nodded heavily. âItâs because I didnât control my emotions well,â I said with a gentle smile.
Lucas hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly said, âMommy, I realized that daddy is afraid of you!â
Hearing this, I raised my eyebrows. âNonsense. How can your daddy be afraid of anyone?â âDaddy is not afraid of anyone but he is afraid of Mommy. Every time after he argued with Mommy, he would always hit his own fist against the wall. If he wasnât afraid of you, why would he only vent his anger on the wall?â
Luas looked at me with a pair of innocent big eyes. Hearing this, I stopped talking. But in my heart, I was very shocked, and I felt a little bit of psychological pain in my hand. âMommy, what are you thinking about?â I didnât speak for a long time, and Lucas pulled me to ask. I quickly came to my senses and said, âIâm thinking about what to make for you as dinner.â âI want to eat pasta.â Lucas immediately shouted.
âOkay, Iâll cook for you now.â I pinched his chubby face and then turned into the kitchen.
Today, when I was preparing dinner, the little fellowâs words always came to my mind.
I had a strange feeling in my heart. In the early summer, I decided to stop breastfeeding Lucky. Although it was true that a mother could let a baby drink her milk until the baby turned two years old. But I didnât want to be a mother like that for the time being. I didnât feed Lucky milk during the day, and she cried so hard that her face turned red. I endured it. No matter how much Lucky cried and made a fuss, I wouldnât give her food or milk. In the end, she didnât eat or drink. Neither did she play or sleep. She just grabbed my shirt and didnât let go.
I had never seen such a stubborn child.
A day passed. I was very anxious, and my heart ached when I saw her sad face. It wasnât until that night when Joey got off work that I saw my savior. Joey could not help but frown when she saw Lucky on the sofa bed tugging at my shirt, refusing to let go. âYou really stopped breastfeeding her?â âSheâs already one year and three months old. How can I continue to breastfeed?â I said impatiently. âIt doesnât matter.
You worry too much. Some babies have been fed until theyâre two years old. Am I right, Lucky?â Joey bent down and picked her up. But no matter how hard she tried to coax her, Lucky was still crying. Joey wandered in the room for half an hour, holding Lucky in her arms. Lucky stopped crying and was probably really hungry. Finally, she began to drink milk. âWhy is this child so stubborn? Sheâs really like you!â Joey looked at Lucky in her arms. I shook my head helplessly. âBy the way, did you get your shot?
Youâll get mastitis if you donât,â Joey warned me.
couldnât help frowning. âShe has been crying all day. How can I have time to go for it? Now the clinic is closed. Iâll probably go there tomorrow.â
âThen you can get up early tomorrow morning. I can help you watch Lucky for a while. I will go on a business trip tomorrow morning for a week. Ah, if I had known that you would really stop giving Lucky breast milk, I would have postponed this business trip!â Joey said with a frown. âDonât worry, go to work. I guess she wonât make any trouble after tomorrow. Besides, you need the allowance from the business trip. You need this monthâs salary to pay for your bag!â I shook my head and said with a smile.
Joey was really scared of living a poor life. Recently, she spent a lot of money. A few days ago, she spent more than 10,000 dollars buying a luxury bag, which made me dumbfounded. âIâm enjoying life, okay? I donât want to be like you, working so hard every day just for these two children.â Joey pouted at Lucky in her arms. âThis is how great maternal love is. Youâll know once you become a mother.â I looked at Lucky lovingly.
Perhaps she had cried too hard during the day, so the little fellow fell asleep in bed soon.
I could finally lie down. Untit I woke up in pain in the middle of the night.