My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1265

Chapter 1265

Ruka couldn’t control herself and panicked a little. At first sight, Angela’s first impression of Sophie was

that of a proud peacock. Sitting beside Old Madam Husson, she seemed a little arrogant. Due to that,

Angela turned to glance at Ruka, who had her eyes lowered, seemingly in a bad mood.

Seeing Ruka’s expression, Angela was worried. If she was right, Sophie’s appearance must have hurt

her. Even before, she didn’t dare to reveal her relationship. She must have felt even more distressed

right now!

However, Angela couldn’t comfort her at this time. She then directed her gaze at her husband who was

currently concerned about what she wanted to eat and drink.

“Let’s go. I have something to tell you.” She wanted to tell him about her discovery.

Richard didn’t like the gathering of the elders either, so he helped Angela up from the couch before

leaving. Angela thereafter took him to the garden, where there were several reception rooms and tea

rooms.

He was curious about what Angela was going to say to him. It was not until they entered the living room

where no one was there that Angela put his arms around his waist, faced him, and leaned in to talk.

“I’m going to tell you a secret. Don’t be surprised,” Angela said to him.

“What secret?” Richard’s eyes flickered with curiosity.

Angela couldn’t help but make a hook gesture, urging, “Come closer.”

Richard wrapped his arm around her waist, leaned down, and brought his cars close to her lips. Angela

whispered, “Have you noticed the look in Uncle Ren’s eyes when he’s watching Ruka? It doesn’t look

like a normal gaze an elder would give to a junior.”

He didn’t understand, so he blinked and asked, “What do you mean?”

She leaned over and elaborated, “I feel that the way Uncle Ren looks at Ruka is just like the way you

look at me. It’s a look of admiration between men and women.”

As soon as Angela finished speaking, Richard pulled her into his arms. He glanced around nervously

while Angela stuck her head out of his arms, looking innocent. Looking at him, she insisted, “I’m pretty

sure I’m right.”

Richard’s gaze locked on her as he warned hoarsely, “You can’t talk nonsense like

“I’m not.” Angcla felt aggrieved.