Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 718

Emily sat in the shopping cart and looked up at Vincent behind her. “Mr. Vincent, it seems you dislike children?”

He looked down at her and said in a low voice, “Right, I only have a crush on you.”

Emily rubbed her ears and pointed to the shelf, “I want that cookie.”

Vincent picked out a box of cookies and put it into her arms. “Anything else?”

“No, next shelf.” Emily said, waving her arms, “Move.”

Vincent pushed the cart down to the next shelf. Many customers looked at them, on the way. His lofty image attracted the gaze of people far away from him. When they looked closer, they only found this was a man of imposing appearance. It was picturesque when he casually swept his deep eyes over.

Women couldn’t get their eyes off Vincent. He looked softly when he lowered his head and spoke, with his lip slightly curved. Their fond dream was shattered when a girl in shopping came into sight.

The girl was sitting in a shopping cart full of goods. Her long dress was covered with snacks, revealing only her white arms. She was lying on her back, with two legs hanging outside the cart. It was obvious that she was petite. The girl held a box of cookies, almost veiling her face. When Vincent moved closer with the cart, people saw the girl.

Her silky long black hair falling to the shopping cart framed her white face. A pair of eyes were big, innocent, and pure, with long and curved eyelashes. Passers-by were stunning by her beauty. She responded with a smile. Her smile was so charming that people almost lost themselves in it.

Vincent pushed her to the frozen food aisle and took a few boxes of yogurt. Then he remembered something and looked at Emily. “Do you like children?” he asked.

“Just so so.” Emily looked up at him. “It’s not like or not. It’s just … looking at you, I feel like you don’t like children very much. I thought you would like them.”

“Why do you think so?” Vincent asked.

“I have no idea. Maybe that’s because Jaquan and the others like children very much.” Emily said.

“We are different,” Vincent said as he handed her the yogurt.

“Yes, Mr. Vincent, but why?” Emily took the yogurt with her eyes narrowed.

“I don’t dare.” Vincent turned around.

“What?” Emily didn’t believe what she had heard and asked with her eyes widened.

Vincent put a bottle of milk into the cart. His voice was very low. “I dare not think about what will happen if I have a child. I will worry about whether he will be like me when I was a child … I will worry about whether he will experience everything I have suffered … so I don’t dare to think about it.”

Emily had no words. She expected something but had not foreseen the rest part.

“What do you want to eat?” Vincent pushed the cart to the next area.

Emily thought back to the moment Vincent and the child looked at each other. Her heart seemed to be prickled.

She suddenly wanted to give birth to a baby that was very similar to him. The baby will call him daddy in a soft voice to comfort his anxiety.

At checkout, Emily saw many families of three. A child was naughty and ran around with balloons. Parents scolded him angrily. A child fed cotton candy to her mother. Her mother took a bite and kissed her cheek. She gave it to her father. Her father kissed her…

“What are you looking at?” Vincent asked.

Emily gazed at the sweet family of three. The child imitated her parents and kissed their cheeks. “They are very happy,” Emily said with a gentle smile.

Vincent followed her gaze and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Then, he touched her head and pulled her into his arms. A kiss landed on her head. “You are young. Don’t think too much. We will talk about it later.”

Emily nodded.

Rex and guards were carrying a large bag of mold for bread-making when Vincent and Emily came out from the supermarket. The group was very eye-catching. Vincent bought a hat for Emily. Whenever she went out, he would put it on her and cover half of her face. Therefore, most of the people focused on him.

Emily lifted her hat, looked at him, and said, “Mr. Vincent, I think you should wear the hat. There are many beautiful women outside. You are an attractive target.”

“Where?” Vincent deliberately glanced around, then lowered his head and bit her ear, “I only see a little fairy here.”

Emily lost herself in his charm and didn’t finish her words. Her ears were reddening.

“Aren’t you going to see Grandpa today?” In the car, Emily asked.

“Yes.” Vincent took the pad that Rex handed over and flipped through a few pages. There were some photos of Pablo.

Rex was reporting in the passenger seat, “Mr. Pablo’s tourist photos have been sent over regularly. He also wishes you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.”

“Ignore it.” Vincent flipped through a few pages and handed it back. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Okay.”

Emily was speechless.