Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 659
Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 659
Emily blew into the room like a gust of wind. After tidying up the book on the table, she remembered the mango pancake Vincent held. She immediately took it and said happily to Vincent, “Thank you.”
“Don’t worry. You can enjoy it first.” Vincent held her hand and pulled her to sit on the chair. He tidied up a strand of long hair by her ear naturally.
Emily simply sat on the chair and began to enjoy the cake. She was satisfied and she looked like a little cute hamster.
Vincent leaned against the table and looked at her. His slender legs were propped up there, making him look tall and straight. There was even a walking stick at his feet. However, Emily’s gaze was involuntarily attracted to the tie on his chest.
The edge of the pure black tie was embroidered with a black lifelike swallow.
“What’s wrong?” He followed her gaze and looked at his tie.
Emily swallowed the cream and whispered, “It looks like a real swallow. For the first time, I found that the swallow is so beautiful.”
After she finished speaking, she looked at Vincent and suddenly widened her eyes, “Ah, Mr. Vincent, the swallow is on behalf of you, right?”
“I have no idea. A little girl gave it to me.” Vincent revealed a doting smile.
“What? Did a girl give it to you?” Emily revealed a curious expression, “Are you not married yet?”
“No.” Vincent reached out his thumb to touch the cream on the side of her lips.
Emily wiped her mouth with the back of her hand in embarrassment and then asked very seriously, “The sisters around you I know are not married either. Do you want to marry them?”
Vincent remained quiet. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
Rex, who was about to come in at the door, heard this and stumbled onto the door frame.
After Donna finished packing up, she called Emily at the entrance of the stairs, and Emily responded, “Mom, I am here.”
She threw the box of mango pancakes into the trash can. Just as she was about to get up and leave, she saw Vincent stretch out his arm and place it on the back of her chair. He lowered his back and a cold but handsome face appeared before her eyes.
Vincent stared at her for a moment, then said, “Don’t introduce a marriage partner to me anymore. I already have a fiancée, and she promised to marry me.”
Emily nodded slightly, but she did not understand what was going on with her heart which kept beating extremely fast.
“Go ahead.” Vincent withdrew his arm.
Emily finally stood up and ran towards the door. When she reached the outside, she unconsciously took a deep breath. Only then did she realize that she did not dare to breathe just now.
“What’s wrong with you?” Donna happened to come down and saw Emily, so she asked, “What happened?”
Emily shook her head. She found it strange, but she could not describe it. She just asked, “Mom, where are we going to play?”
“I have no idea. It depends on Vincent.” Donna pointed her chin in the direction of the room.
Emily nodded to show that she understood.
At noon, the guards went to the kitchen together. After more than an hour, they made six dishes. They were all injured, so they could not complete the lunch. They could only cooperate.
In short, after they had finished preparing the lunch, they were panting and paralyzed on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.
When Emily passed by the sofa, the skirt was grabbed by guard D who raised his face that was stung by wasps. He looked at her and said, “Ice cream, thank you.”
The rest of the guards were speechless.
He must be crazy! He did actually ask the little Hulk to help him get ice cream!
Emily actually went to the fridge to get the ice creams. And she even took five ice creams for them, even Rex had a share. They were so moved that they almost cried.
Before they thanked the little Hulk, they looked down and found that all the ice creams in their hands had disappeared. When they looked up again, guard D was jumping out of the window with four ice creams in his hand.
Guard A was speechless.
So was Guard B.
And so was Guard C.
Rex had witnessed the whole thing.
They clenched their fists and limped out of the window one after another. A moment later, miserable screams came from outside the window.
Emily bit on a piece of ribs and raised her head. “What is that sound?” She asked vaguely.
“What’s that sound? There’s no sound. Don’t talk when you eat.” Donna said.
“Okay.” Emily continued to enjoy the ribs happily.
Vincent pushed the peeled shrimp in front of her.
Emily picked up a piece of shrimp on the crystal plate, dipped it in vinegar, and put it into her mouth. She narrowed her eyes happily.
Donna had never come into contact with Vincent before. She had thought that he was just as cold as he looked. However, she had never expected that he would be so doting towards Emily in private.
Peeling shrimps would stain his hands. Generally, few men were willing to do it, but as a famous man, Vincent was willing to do that for Emily. And he also did it so naturally, like when he was with Emily before, he was also doing it for her.
Donna had a better impression of Vincent.
Even though Emily was in this state, he had not given up on her. It was enough to prove that he really loved Emily.
This feeling was even more intense than her as a mother. As long as Donna thought about how she had left ten years ago and left Emily alone, she would feel extremely upset.
As soon as the meal was finished, Donna excused herself to go to the washroom and left with her head lowered to cover up her red eyes.
Emily was still immersed in the joy of going out to play. She first went to pack up her favorite toy and put it in her bag. Then she took out her small suitcase and packed her favorite dress. She stuffed a lot of clothes and almost couldn’t fit them in the back. Rex came over to help tidy it up.
At first, everything that he found was normal. It was not until Rex took out a princess dress from her suitcase. He looked at Emily blankly and asked, “Miss Emily, can you… squeeze in it?”
“I can’t wear it anymore. Why did I suddenly grow so tall? I remember that this dress is quite big for me.” Emily was a little disappointed.
Rex took out a pair of shoes and asked, “Miss Emily, do you have some misunderstanding about your feet?”
He measured the shoes with his hand, then lowered his head and gestured at the edge of the shoes that Emily was wearing. The difference between the shoes was as big as a fist.
Emily looked at her feet in surprise. She probably didn’t notice anything when she was wearing shoes. Now that Rex proposed the difference, she realized that she was a lot bigger than she had imagined.
In fact, she had noticed a long time ago that she was taller than her mother. Moreover, she also noticed that her appearance had changed. After that, she did not dare to look in the mirror, so she did not look at her own face. It seemed that she was hooked by her own lies. However, over the past few days, she had always thought that everything was still the same, but in fact, many things had changed.
The house was old, the tree in front of the door was missing, the ant hole at the door was gone, her mother had a lot of white hair and she always coughed, and her father had not come to see them for a long time.
However, she had a lot more friends, and they were all especially good to her. Every time they came, they would send her a lot of gifts, as well as all kinds of candy, and… Mr. Vincent had specially come here to bring her and her mother out for fun.
He had a beautiful swallow on his tie and he took good care of her. He was very good to her and brought her favorite mango pancake. He knew that she liked ribs and shrimp…
Emily cried silently in the room alone. She rubbed her red eyes and looked at the paper on the table full of the name of Vincent. She was a little angry and rubbed all the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash bin.
Vincent happened to see this scene when he came in. He stood his walking stick behind the door and strode to the table with his long legs. He looked at Emily and asked, “Why are you crying?”
“I hate you.” Emily looked at him hatefully.
“What?” Vincent’s hand that was holding a tissue froze, and he frowned slightly.
“You are here to snatch my mother away. After you appeared, Daddy never came again.” Emily accused him angrily, “You said you were going to get married, but you are so good to me. Are you going to get married to my mother? Will you have your own baby?”
Vincent did not say a word.
He truly experienced what it was like to suffer in silence.
Moreover, it was also the first time that he discovered that the child’s thoughts were so leaping. She was happy because she was about to go out and play a few seconds ago, but now she was trapped by her own imagination and cried so sadly.
“No, I don’t like your mother. I…” Vincent looked at her, unable to continue the rest of his sentence, worried that he would scare her.
Emily listened in a daze and wiped her tears, “You are lying. If you don’t like her, why did you take us out to play?”
“Is there a causal relationship between the two things?” Vincent’s face darkened, “She is your mother, how could I… I…” The dignified patriarch of the Scavo’s, a man who had always been decisive, was now forced speechless by Emily.
“In short, what you said will never happen.” Vincent added with a dark face. He looked at her again, took a deep breath, and said, “What are you thinking?”
“Really? You promise?” Emily rubbed her nose.
When she heard Vincent say that, she suddenly felt relieved. However, she was still thinking about the fact that her father had not been here for a long time. She could only ask Vincent in a low voice, “Can you take me to visit my father secretly when we are out? I want to see him.”
“Alright, I’ll take you to play for a few days before we visit him.” Vincent nodded.
“Okay, pinky swears.” Emily happily stretched out his finger and hooked it with him.
Vincent hooked her pinky finger and looked down at her crying nose. He couldn’t help but reach out his other hand to gently scratch her nose.
“I promise you, but you have to promise me one thing.”
“Alright, go ahead.” Emily looked at him happily.
Vincent wiped away the tears on her eyelashes with a tissue and said in a low and gentle voice, “Don’t cry.”