SWNOVELS Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Christine looked up in astonishment, gazing at the man before her, who seemed like a noble king.
His eyes wandered on her face, appearing both condescending and superior.
As she picked up his phone, his accompanying bodyguard quickly handed him a tissue, and Randall carefully wiped the phone that Christine had touched.
She could not help but wonder if he found her dirty or something else. She felt greatly belittled by him.
Randall took the phone back, and with a stern voice, he scolded. “Can’t even watch over a child, a bunch of useless people!”
Christine noticed Randall’s phone was still not hung up even after all this time. She realized that Randall must be someone important, so the other party did not dare to hang up on him.
Christine could not help but wonder if he was actually insulting her.
His dominating presence made her feel like he included her in the term “useless.”
Randall glanced at her coldly, turned around, and said to his assistant, “Cancel the overseas trip.”
Then, with an imposing aura, he left without even sparing her another glance.
Christine felt relieved to breathe freely again after he left. That man’s expression was too intimidating. With him around, everyone would feel nervous. She could not understand why such a handsome man would look so fierce.
However, she could not shake the feeling that she had seen him somewhere before.
Just then, Milo’s soft and sweet voice sounded beside her. “Mommy, who is that man? He’s so handsome, and why do I look so much like him?”
Milo deliberately raised his face, showing off his handsome face.
Christine looked at Milo’s face and then at Randall’s retreating figure. Her brows furrowed as she wondered how that ferocious man could resemble her son so much. It did not make sense.
“Mommy, is he my daddy?”
Christine quickly covered Milo’s mouth, afraid of Randall overhearing.
“Milo, what are you thinking? There’s no way that man could be your daddy. I don’t even know him.”
And Christine did not want to know him either. Her sons were so adorable and warm. There was no way they could be the offspring of that icy man. Her attention suddenly shifted to her eldest son, Oliver.
Oliver stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking cold and aloof.
Christine thought to herself, “Oliver does indeed bear a striking resemblance to that man, almost as if that man gives birth to him.”
“Mom, why are you staring at Oliver like that? Do you think Oliver looks more like that man?”
Christine was taken aback. “No, both of you look exactly the same. There’s no one who looks more like him.”
Although they had identical faces, Oliver always seemed handsome, while Milo looked more amusing. Of course, Christine would not dare to tell Milo about this, fearing it would hurt his feelings.
“Can we find Daddy now that we got back to our country?” Milo looked puzzled as he gazed at Oliver.
Oliver, who rarely spoke, expressed his longing to meet their father.
“I’ll do a tarot reading, Milo suggested, taking out a deck of tarot cards and laying them out. After a moment, he turned. over a card and murmured, “Based on this card, we’ll definitely find Daddy this time.”
Oliver was delighted because Milo’s readings were usually spot–on.
Christine didn’t want to dampen their spirits, but she knew the truth. Their father was no longer alive. They could never see their father.
She did not know how to tell Oliver and Milo that their father was an old man with inappropriate intentions and had passed away due to taking too many sex–enhancing drugs.
This whole situation was incredibly embarrassing, and she knew that it would devastate them if Oliver and Milo found out. Determined to protect their happiness, she solemnly decided to keep this secret forever, ensuring they would never know
the truth.
An hour later, Christine arrived at a two–story villa in Scenic Bay with Oliver and Milo.
This villa was arranged by Henry as their accommodation, and he even provided them with a red Passat car.
It was evident that Henry had spared no expense this time. This brought a sense of delight to Christine. Now she could
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indulge in a life of luxury and extravagance.
Christine happily jingled the car keys in her hand. “Boys, Mommy’s taking you out for a big meall”
Glancing at the car keys, Oliver and Milo exchanged knowing glances. Milo suggested, “How about we just order takeout and eat at home?
“Come on, you two. Don’t you always ask Mom to take you out to eat?” Christine teased.
Oliver chimed in. “But parking in the city can be a hassle. Let’s just take a cab. It’s convenient with taxi service apps.”
“We have a car, no need for a cab,” Christine replied.
Oliver and Milo both sighed and rubbed their foreheads. They had to figure out a way to convince Christine not to drive.
Christine was excellent in many ways, especially in her field of expertise. The one thing she was not great at was driving, though she thought she was excellent at it.
Oliver and Milo covered their heads and said in unison, “Mommy, buckle up for safety!”
They could only silently pray for the safety of pedestrians on the road.
Fortunately, few cars were on the road, and Christine managed to drive without issues. Oliver and Milo finally relaxed as they realized everything was fine.
Christine enjoyed driving, but it appeared Oliver and Milo were not big fans of her behind the wheel. She thought it probably was because they were worried about her safety.
Actually, it was because they were worried about pedestrians‘ safety.
Suddenly, a child darted out into the road as they turned a corner. Christine slammed on the brakes in a panic.
Before Christine could react, Oliver had already leaped out of the car to check on the situation. He was always the first to respond to unexpected incidents at home.
Christine hurriedly got out of the car too, and upon doing so, she saw Oliver helping up a little girl, gently asking, “Are you okay?”
The little girl seemed startled, shaking her head blankly.
Christine crouched down, looking at the girl with tenderness, and asked, “Are you hurt? Where are your family?”
The girl remained silent, keeping her head down, and her eyes were full of wariness when looking at Christine and Oliver.
With a stern face, Oliver pressed on. “We’re talking to you. Where are your family? Do you realize how dangerous it is for a child to run into the road suddenly?”
Receiving a scolding from Oliver, the girl became even more scared, biting her lip tightly, tears rolling down.
“Oliver, you shouldn’t be so harsh on her. That’s so rude of you.”
Christine wanted to embrace the girl, but the girl took a step back, clearly wary of strangers.
“He’s my son. I apologize on his behalf. Please don’t cry,” Christine said, trying to comfort the girl.
Milo bounced over, looking at the girl and asking, “Mommy, why won’t this girl talk? Is she mute or something?”
“Milo, that’s not polite. Apologize to the girl, Christine instructed.
“Oh, sorry, Milo said with a cheeky smile. And then, he suddenly exclained, “Mommy, this girl looks a lot like you! Especially those big eyes, just like yours!”
Hearing Milo’s remark, Christine finally noticed the resemblance. The little girl did bear a striking resemblance to her.
The girl seemed to sense something, too, and kept staring at Christine.
Smirking, Christine said with self–admiration, “No wonder I find her so adorable. She looks like me!”
Christine covered her mouth, letting out a proud and exaggerated laugh..
The little girl’s eyes lit up, thinking Christine was her mom. She immediately rushed forward and hugged Christine tightly.
The sudden warmth from the girl took Christine aback. She did not understand why this girl suddenly became so friendly
toward her.
She held her, noticing how chubby and cute the girl was, and her scent triggered a surge of happiness in Christine.
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