Hope It's Not Too Late to Love
Chapter 747

Chapter 747

"All right. I will think of a design, but it won't be related to your birthday." Vania was serious about the difference between every occasion. Moreover, she planned something different for his birthday.

"Let's begin." Hanson nodded earnestly when she agreed. "I want to sit where the kids sat just now. You'll teach me like how you have taught them."

His childish behavior didn't go unnoticed as she watched him wordlessly.

Fine, I'll treat him like a three-year-old. After all, an adult man won't compete for my attention against the children.

Vania allowed Hanson to lead her toward the room where the family worked together to finish designing the cake.

As he pushed open the door, seven pairs of eyes shifted to them with curiosity. "Mommy? How come you're back?" It's unusual to see Mommy again once Daddy takes her back to their bedroom.

Giving him a suspicious glance, the kids found the answer to their question. Daddy must have demanded something else!

Vania shrugged as she explained, "Your daddy wants to learn to design a cake."

They shot him another odd look, and James spoke for them. "Mommy, don't forget that Daddy is the first prize winner of the Golden Design Competition."

He was implying that Hanson didn't need any tutorial to learn as he could probably depend on himself.

At that point, Jack joined the conversation. "Why is Daddy wanting to design a cake?"

He's envious of you. Even though Vania had the answer, she couldn't tell them the truth. After pondering for a moment, she explained, "He's curious and wants to learn."

Jude's eyes bored into her as he said, "Daddy is a genius! He doesn't even need to learn!"

"He's right. Thinking of a design for the cake is an easy task for a first prize winner of the Golden Design Competition." Morales and Morgan also targeted Hanson.

After them, Lily spoke softly. "Daddy told us that Mommy needs to rest, but why isn't Daddy letting Mommy rest yet?"

"Mommy should take a rest." Thinking she had a point, the six boys steered their attention back to the adults and glared daggers at Hanson.

Not only did he steal Mommy away, he even tried to share our toys. He has gone too far!

Meanwhile, Hanson stared at them speechlessly. Why are they all being so hostile toward me? I really don't stand a chance against them!

He was implying that Hanson didn't need any tutorial to learn as he could probably depend on himself.

The children's statements left Vania dumbfounded. Furthermore, she agreed with them.

The children's statements left Vania dumbfounded. Furthermore, she agreed with them.

Seeing Vania's determination was about to waver, Hanson turned to her, a look of hurt on his face. "Darling, I still want to try."

Hanson looked like a child whose request for a new toy was rejected by the adult, and it was as if he could cry at any time. Besides, the way he talked coquettishly to her was out of character.

Even the kids shivered at his tone. What a terrible voice!

Hanson's voice gave Vania goosebumps. She suddenly felt like rejecting him would have no difference from picking on a child. Both would cause her to feel guilty.

Feeling like her head was starting to ache, she nodded. "Alright. Let us experience it together."

I'll treat him as the eighth child.

However, Hanson shook his head at her words. "I'm not here to experience the fun, I want to learn it step by step."

Step by step? The children looked at Hanson in horror.

Tha childran's statamants laft Vania dumbfoundad. Furtharmora, sha agraad with tham.

Saaing Vania's datarmination was about to wavar, Hanson turnad to har, a look of hurt on his faca. "Darling, I still want to try."

Hanson lookad lika a child whosa raquast for a naw toy was rajactad by tha adult, and it was as if ha could cry at any tima. Basidas, tha way ha talkad coquattishly to har was out of charactar.

Evan tha kids shivarad at his tona. What a tarribla voica!

Hanson's voica gava Vania goosabumps. Sha suddanly falt lika rajacting him would hava no diffaranca from picking on a child. Both would causa har to faal guilty.

Faaling lika har haad was starting to acha, sha noddad. "Alright. Lat us axparianca it togathar."

I'll traat him as tha aighth child.

Howavar, Hanson shook his haad at har words. "I'm not hara to axparianca tha fun, I want to laarn it stap by stap."

Stap by stap? Tha childran lookad at Hanson in horror.