Chapter 235

Chapter 235

Unexpectedly, Eugene especially-obediently followed her in.

“Wait for me here!” Olivia turned her head to cast him a look before turning around and entered the

kitchen.

He stared at the woman longingly. She was wearing a white pajama, accentuating her tiny, slim waist.

Her every movement and expression were so lively; she was just right in front of him and was within his

reach.

He finally understood Alex’s joy of not wanting to be human—he now had the intention to turn into a

beast as well. Just looking at her made his imagination uncontrollably go wild.

He shook his head. It’s all that guy’s fault—he influenced me to have so much filthy thoughts in my

mind!

She made him a cup of honey water in the kitchen and brought it over to him. “Drink this. It’ll make you

sober up!”

He took the cup, but his gaze was fixed on her.

His fervent gaze made her feel a little uncomfortable. “What are you looking at? Drink up now!”

He hummed in reply before gulping the whole cup of honey water.

After that, the two of them stared at each other.

Olivia lost to this drunk man and moved her gaze away first. With her head lowered, she kept quiet for

a moment as she didn’t know what to say.

Eugene, on the other hand, had so much to say, but his remaining reasons stopped him from saying

anything.

Therefore, they looked at each other in silence for a while.

The atmosphere was awkward. Finally, Eugene had no choice but to use his remaining rationality to

instruct his body to stand up. “Go to bed. I’m going back.”

She subconsciously stopped him. “Aren’t you here to see North?”

He nodded and hummed a reply before turning around and headed toward North’s room.

The little guy was rather sound asleep; he was no longer in the curled-up position he was in yesterday.

Today, he was bold and unrestrained—his limbs were spread out, and the blanket, which was initially

covering his body, was kicked to a side.

His delicate little mouth was pouted, while his breathing was shallow and regular.

Upon seeing him, Eugene’s expression became gentle. He reached out his hand to stroke his little

face.

“Looks like he's recovered from the incident,” he quietly uttered.

Olivia smiled and agreed. “Yeah. He even consoled me today! He said that he had a dream, and in his

dream, he took revenge on them!”

He smiled as well. “Our son is impressive!”

She frowned. This wasn’t the first time she heard him addressing North as his son—yesterday, when

they were looking for the child, Eugene called him ‘son’ as well.

She thought that his intention was to console her, but he called him ‘son’ again today.

Therefore, she looked at him and sternly corrected him. “It’s my son who is impressive!”

Eugene looked at her with an obvious smug on his face. “Sooner or later, he will be my son too!”

She looked at him, puzzled. She was indeed slower to warm up to people, but she was aware of his

kindness to her, and also his sincerity and attentiveness toward her.

She hadn’t had a boyfriend for so many years. The first reason was because she hadn’t met anyone

suitable. Besides, the other reason was because of North. She was worried that the man would mind

that she had a child or would mistreat her child, or perhaps North wouldn’t like him. Therefore, due to

all sorts of reasons, she had been alone all this while.

She had eliminated all the slightest possibilities that might harm her child!

She couldn’t withstand any such possibilities at all!

Last night, she saw it with her own eyes that he was as anxious as her when they were searching for

the child; he even took action on Amy to force an answer out of Anna.

He was also worried that the child couldn’t sleep properly, so he purposely stayed back to accompany

him.

Though his purpose here tonight was not only to see the child, he must have had the two of them in his

mind as well. Otherwise, why would he stand at her door?

A person’s eyes could never lie. He only had such a gentle gaze when facing North and her.

Love was a gamble—one would lose nine out of ten tries. She had always been unperturbed by

romance; knowing that she might lose, why would she still be attracted to love, like a moth to a flame?

However, she felt depressed today, so she had a lot in her mind the moment she watched him leave.