The Good Girl's Revenge

"Oh, really?"

Derek's tone was intriguing.

Meredith was frozen for a moment but immediately she calmed herself down.

Now that she was dressed like this, how could Derek recognize her? It must be her illusion, but... This man was always dangerous so she needed to be careful.

Just like that, Meredith was lulling the baby to sleep in the corner. Her body was stiff, not hearing any of their conversations.

After a while, Easton woke up.

First, he blinked his big eyes, then he looked at the stranger in front of him.

Derek stood up as soon as he sensed it.

Easton was usually not a crybaby, but he was in a bad mood when he got up. If he woke up and saw a stranger, he would definitely cry and make a scene. Thus, he immediately planed to bring the child over to cheer him up personally.

However, to his surprise, Easton, who had always been difficult to deal with after waking up, did not cry. Instead, he looked at the woman with glasses curiously and even smiled.

Meredith looked at the cute baby in front of him, and her heart was melting.

Was this the so-called mother-son connection?

Even if they had only seen each other once and never got along, the connection between the blood vessels could not be severed.

Derek frowned, thinking that it was obviously not a normal phenomenon.

Could this woman have some magical power?

Last time, even Violet was rejected when she tried to hold Easton, who had just woken up, but now he smiled at a stranger...

The more he thought about it, the more doubtful he was. Derek walked over and tried to take Easton from Meredith's arms. "Have you ever taken care of a child before? It seems that he likes you very much.”

Meredith blinked, her hands tightening involuntarily as she didn't want to return the child to him. This feeling was amazing as if the pain disappeared in an instant during childbirth.

To be able to see his happy smile was more satisfying than anything else.

"Ah?"

Derek directly took Easton away from Meredith's arms with force. She was a little disappointed. It was not until then she remembered what he seemed to have asked...

"Maybe young master and I are on good terms.”

Despite mixed feelings, Meredith made up a random reason to avoid being recongnized.

Derek took a few looks at her and said nothing.

But Easton, who was held by Derek, was unhappy. He felt very warm and safe when he was in Meredith's arms. Suddenly he was upset.

As a baby, he immediately took advantage of his privileges and cried loudly.

Derek was dumbfounded. Usually, Easton was very dependent on his father, especially when he was in a bad mood. Derek was the only one who could cheer him up.

Now he was crying and making a scene because he was taken from a stranger's arms?

But how could the little boy understand this? He just wanted to go back to the place that made him feel warm and comfortable...

Thus, he could only cry at the top of his voice. Looking at the tears on the baby's face and the red face from crying loudly, Meredith was distressed and immediately reached out to take the baby. "Why don't you leave him to me.”

Derek's hands tightened and his eyes were fixed on her.

However, Derek, who was afraid that Easton would cry himself hoarse, had to compromise and handed him to her.

Meredith immediately took the child back carefully and gently patted his body as she smoothed him down. "Don't cry, good boy. Don't cry..."

Trying no to be recognized by Derek, Meredith deliberately lowered her voice. Her hoarse voice was not so soft and pleasant.

It worked on Easton, who stopped crying, but he was still sobbing, and he looked a little pitiful. Meredith's maternal love was aroused and she carefully wiped the tears and snot from his face with a tissue.

It was indeed that she gave birth to him with difficulty..

This kind of blood connection was unable to be severed...

Easton was very obedient and allowed Meredith to wipe his face. After wiping his face clean, Meredith smiled, "young master's crying is really earth-shattering.”

Of course, Easton didn't understand what she was saying, but the familiar feeling made him very happy. Looking at the woman in front of him with a smile, he also laughed out loud.

At the same time, he reached out his chubby little hand, grabbed the glasses on Meredith's face, and pulled them down.

He thought it was a little eyesore, so he wanted to take it off.

Meredith was startled by his actions. Although she might not be able to be recognized as she was wearing makeup now, she would feel very insecure if she lost the glasses that could cover most of her face.

"I can't give you this. Can I give you some other toys to play with?"

Meredith hurriedly held her glasses, but Easton, who was stubborn, insisted on pulling her glasses off.

Seeing this, Derek said, "Just give it to him. If they breaks, I'll pay you back."

Seeing how persistent Easton was, Derek spoke slowly.

As long as his son was not asking too much, Derek would definitely satisfy him.

Besides, they were just a pair of glasses, he could give her a more expensive one if they were broken.

"Well... No, if I take it down, I can't see anything clearly.”

Meredith quickly took a small toy that she had specially bought for Easton and put it into his hands. "Is that so?"

Derek narrowed his eyes and looked at the large frame on the woman's face. This pair of glasses looked very old and did not look like the style that people of her age would choose.

A strange sense of feeling made him feel inexplicable.

"Well... Is it that you can't see clearly when you take it down, or that you don't want people to see you clearly?"

Derek said in a low voice, making Meredith break out in a cold sweat.

Did he notice something?

It was impossible. How could he recognize her now...

"It's almost time for feeding..."

Amelia, on the other hand, noticed something was wrong and came over to smooth things over. Easton ate several meals a day these days, and it was almost time to feed him.

"I'll get ready right away."

Meredith was relieved from Derek's oppressive gaze and returned the child to Derek reluctantly, then walked out quickly.

Easton's attention was drawn to the toys, but this time he didn't cry.