Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 207

Chapter 207 Pressing Her to Get Married

Jaquan and the others arrived very quickly. In less than half an hour, a few brothers brought a boy and came to Nick's villa.

When Cierra heard that her cute nephew was coming, he didn't chat with Lydia and immediately threw her phone to welcome

him.

When Will jumped out of the car, he was picked up and thrown into Cierra's soft and fragrant embrace.

"Oh my g*d, why is Will so cute? Your body is so sweet and soft!"

In the past, Cierra hated young humans the most, especially children at Will's age. They were so noisy that she disliked them

to the core.

However, she was particularly fond of Will. Although it was the first time they had officially met today, she couldn't wait to keep him by her daily.

Jaquan, who got out of the driver's seat, felt helpless when he saw his sister and son stuck together. But at the same time, he was also a little surprised.

This little guy usually ignored everyone. He was only five years old but acted like an old child. Except for being closer to Mrs. Chester, he had never seen him treat anyone like this. Cierra was the other one. She made this brat obediently allow himself to be hugged.

"If you like Will, I'll leave him to you during this period."

Jaquan leaned against the car door and looked at his son, who Cierra was pinching. He didn't stop her but looked at his son

with a smile.

"I like him! But if you leave him to me, I may not be able to do it well."

Hearing this, Cierra paused with a conflicted expression.

Jaquan was relieved. "It's easy to be with him. He goes to school every day and reads books at the other time. He's just a little picky about food." "Are you picky about food?"

Cierra was surprised when she remembered how the little fellow had stared at the shrimp in the kitchen that day. He looked chubby. How could he be so picky about food? However, Cierra was still confident in her cooking skills, especially when she saw that Prawns with Kethup had been eaten up

by Will tonight.

However, she had to ask for Will's permission before caring for him. They also had to respect the child's opinion.

As she was about to ask, Will hurriedly explained, "I'm not picky about food tonight. I ate a lot. As long as you cook, I can eat it

all."

Cierra pinched his face again. "Will, you can't wait to live with me?"

Will pursed his lips. She would have thought he was unwilling if it weren't for his blushing face and ears.

"But you all live with Nick..."

As soon as Jaquan spoke, he saw his son tightly wrap his arms around

Cierra's neck was as if he was afraid of being taken away.

He had no choice but to change his words. "If there is no room for you, Cici can live with me. Anyway, it's still early. It's a good

time to wash up and rest."

Cierra thought about it for a moment. Since Will's clothes were still in his house, it was more convenient for her to live in Jaquan's house.

Just as she was about to agree, she was interrupted by an indifferent voice.

"Of course, I have enough rooms here, and I also have clothes for Will. You can stay there. If you go there, you have to pack up. I'm afraid you couldn't rest early."

It was Jaquan who spoke. He was standing with Coby and Harold. They should have driven another car back.

His indifferent voice was slow as he glanced at William behind her with his hands in his pockets.

"William and Coby are also here. It's lively for us to live together. Jaquan, why don't you stay here? It happens that we haven't had a good reunion."

"OK"

Jaquan thought for a moment and nodded. "Then let's make do with it tonight. I'll ask someone to send me and Will's clothes after work tomorrow."

"Are you planning to stay here for a long time?" William was unexpected.

Jaquan raised his eyebrows at him. "What's wrong? Only young people like you are allowed to live together. Am I not welcome?"

William quickly apologized. "Of course not. You can live wherever you want as long as Nick has no objections."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Nick behind him.

Cierra also looked at Nick with a smile.

Only when there were so many people around would Cierra dare to stare at Nick so openly.

There was no other reason. After all, she did not spend much time with Nick. Furthermore, like Coby, Nick was indifferent. Looking at him, Cierra felt he could only be observed from afar and not played with. Now that there were so many people and they were chatting, Cierra could take the opportunity to peek at Nick's beauty.

If Nick had entered the entertainment industry like Coby, he would be attracted many people.

It was a pity that such a handsome brother had invested in scientific research.

He could have relied on his face, but he had to rely on his brain to survive.

Cierra couldn't help but sigh regretfully as she held Will. She only hoped that Nick could take good care of his hair. Naturally, Nick noticed her gaze.

It was so apparent that he could feel his younger sister's gaze even though they were not close.

He pretended not to know it and answered Jaquan's question thoughtfully.

"Of course, you can live here. It's not like you don't have your room. You can even live in my room if you want. After all, I'm

not home most of the time.

But if you live here, I want to put aside the projects on hand and come back more often."

"That's for the best."

Hearing this, Jaquan couldn't help smiling and patted him, who was even more indifferent than Coby.

“Joshua and Elena have been worried about your marriage for a long time. If you're willing to come back, don't forget about

it."

"Jaquan, your marriage hasn't been settled yet, but you are urging us like an elder."

William couldn't tease him.

Jaquan said confidently, "I already have a son. Why should I get married?"

"But you can't urge us to marry. Who are you on your side with?" William immediately retorted.

"What's wrong with urging you? The elder brother is like a father. Am I wrong to urge you?" They fought fiercely.

Cierra held Will in her arms and smiled as she followed her brothers to the villa.

Before taking a few steps, she heard a low, indifferent voice saying, "Aren't you tired of holding him? Will looks heavy."

A five- or six-year-old child who could run and jump didn't need to be held constantly.

Cierra found him adorable and refused to let go of him. It just so happened that this kid was sticking to her, and his short arms

were wrapped around her neck intimately.

Hearing this, Cierra turned around and met Nick's calm eyes.