Pregnant and Divorced, The Billionaire's Regret
“Change of plans, let’s head towards Norlight International School.”
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Once again, shoving a spoonful of custard pudding in her mouth, Leonica found her foul mood quickly disappearing.
Seated beside her with his temple proper against his knuckle while his elbow rested on the couch top, Owen watched, his lover, a slight smile on his lips.
Only after a while did she notice his stare. But unlike in the past, she didn’t shy away and instead offered him a spoonful of her desert.
“Want some?”
“Of course,” He leaned in when she placed the spoon close to his face, but the next second, tactically diving to the side.