Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1953

Creamy was very surprised. She didn't expect that he was also born with twins. It seemed like a coincidence.

Wait, what is she thinking about? What does ithave to do with her?

She just wanted to shut up brother's mouth and ask him to give less advice to her in the future. She didn't really want to date with Tinge.

"Mrs. Bray, the two brothers lookreally alike. Looking at them like this, it's hard to distinguish between the two." Creamy smiled and said.

"Elder brother, Tinge,who has a birthmark behind theleft side of his neck, is the one that I introduced to you yesterday. His younger brother is called Keith." As Mrs. Bray spoke, she secretly looked at Creamy with anticipation. To be honest, she has been more and more satisfied with this girl. Only her grandson ignored her and could not replace the girl's merits.

"Oh, you are so lucky. Both grandsons should be very filial, right?" Creamysaid with a forced laugh as she realized that the old lady was looking at her strangely. Her heart misseda beat. She decided to leave or the old lady might think that she had taken the initiative to visitsomeonetoday.

"That's the truth. The two children are filial. They come and see me when theyhave time. Now I live alone. My husbandjust left the year before last; and my son sacrificedin his position. My daughter-in-law andmy little grandson did business in the country." Mrs. Bray said this whiletears flowed down and she lookedvery sad.

Creamy hurriedly took a napkin from the table and handed it to her, "Sorry, Mrs. Bray, did I remind you of something sad?"

"Nothing. I've seldommentioned these words to others, especiallyin front of the children, I never saida word." The matriarch quickly stabilized her emotions.

Creamy took a sip of tea and said politely, "Mrs. Bray, it's getting late. I'll go back first and talk to you later."

"Miss Wayne, wait a moment." The matriarch suddenly called her anxiously. Then, she turned around, took something from a cabinet and forced it into her hand. "This is my grandson's contact information. If you have time, you can talk to him and make friends with him."

"Ah... Mrs. Bray, that ... that's not what I meant." Creamy's brain buzzed. She was extremely embarrassed and her face turned red.

"I know, young girl. It's good to be reserved. But my grandson is really outstanding. You can just try if there's any chance. Miss Wayne, I know that I am forcing youto do something difficult. But please understand me. I'm old and really want to see children have their own families." Mrs. Bray's tears fell again.

"Mrs. Bray, please don't cry. I... I will definitely contact him. I... I'm also single now. I also want to replace a boyfriend I like. I... I must go now. See you later." Seeing the gray-haired old lady crying, Creamy blamed herself but also felt very embarrassed. She could only turn around and run away after she finished speaking incoherently.

Just as she left, the matriarch wiped her tears, "It seems that experience counts. Brat, that's all grandma can do for you."

At this moment, inside the airport, the man was carrying a handbag and was about to step into the cabin when he suddenly felt his back tighten. An indescribable feeling disturbed his mood.

"Boss, are you alright?" A young man asked him with concern.

Tinge shook his head, "I'm fine. Export the surveillance videoof my grandmother's villa and let me have a look."

"Yes, boss!" As the young man spoke, he took out his notebook. Afterwards, he showedthe surveillance videoto Tinge for check.

"This woman..." Tinge frowned, showing some displeasure.

"Is this woman a bad person?" The young man beside him asked in shock.

"No, she's my grandmother'sneighbor." Tinge said in a low voice.

"Could she have taken a fancy to boss? She's just about to replace the matchmaker." The assistant beside him couldn't stop laughing.

A stern gaze caused him to instantly shut up. Tinge narrowed his cold eyes and his thin lips twitched into a cold smile when staringat the woman's fleeing figure..

Don't believeshe can enter his heart just by touching the matriarch.. She is not the first woman to have such thoughts, nor will she be the last.

"Take off!" Tinge threw the notebook away and closed his eyes to rest.

Under the escort of several black cars, the RV drove forward in the night.

The surroundings were very quiet at night. High mountains rose up, and stars shone in the sky.

This country was quite safe. It was a prosperous place suitable for retirement and vacation. There was excellentscenery here, and there were even dreams of countless people.

Stinson was reading the documents on his computer. Monica, who was beside him, lefther chin on her hands and looked at the window in a daze.

"If you're tired, you can go to sleep." Stinson gently advised her when he saw that she had changed several positions.

"I'm not tired. It's a rare opportunity to enjoy the night scenery closely. I don't want to miss it." Monica was actually a very sensitivewoman. She could easily be driven by the surrounding scenery. Perhaps, this was the result of thelove for hercareer. She knew how to appreciate all beautiful things.

"Do you want to leave behind a happier memory here?" Stinson's heart was no longer stable when he saw her long hair being fluttered by the wind and her beautiful face outlined.

Monica looked at him with a surprised expression, "I have already been very happy. How can I be happier?"

Stinson put down his computer and stood up, making the room space samller.

Monica saw the heat wave in his eyes as he looked at her. She instantly understood what he meant.

She instinctively waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, not this."

"What are you afraid of? Let's finishthis quickly." As a man, Stinson felt that there was nothing to be ashamed of. After all, they were legally married.

"No, I can't." There were also drivers and bodyguards sitting in front. Although there were partitions blocking them, it would still make people feel embarrassed. Monicacould not bear such embarrassment. Seeing her resolute expression, Stinson could only give up.

"Monica, you don't understand." The man helplessly sat back down and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Monica, however, did not take it seriously, "Your request just now has been beyond my common sense. That cannot be related to understand."

Stinson pursed his thin lips and laughed, "Alright, prove that you are a good woman."

"I am." Monica said convincingly.

"I am also a good man." Stinson narcissistically praised.

Monica was defeated by his shamelessness. She couldn't help but laugh, "You're already a father. You have to set a good example. Your son is upright and you cannot ruin him."

"Haven't already setan example for him?" Stinson shrugged his shoulders and said arrogantly.

"Alright, you are an overwhelming speechmaker. I'll go to my room and check my phone. I won't disturb your work." Monica admitted defeat and went back to her room.

Stinson touched his chin somewhat unwillingly and could only forcefully suppress the fire.