Chapter: 1083
�No way! I saw him climb on top of you just now! He was definitely about to beat you up!� Adie stood in front of Renee protectively and yelled at Stefan, �You bad man, apologize to Mommy at once or my wine bottle will crack your head open!�
�How fierce! As expected of my son!� Stefan was dressed in a loose bathrobe, looking elegant and relaxed. He rubbed the little boy�s angry face and said with a smile, �I wasn�t bullying your Mommy. If you think climbing on top of your Mommy is bullying her, then I don�t mind letting her climb back on top of me.�
�Stop it! Stop talking nonsense in front of the children! Aren�t you ashamed?� Renee glared at Stefan, displeased with his recklessness.
�Kids, this man is crazy. Let�s go outside. We won�t play with him!� Renee�s cheeks were scorching hot. She could not bear to stay in the room anymore. She quickly led the two children outside.
Stefan watched them leave with his arms crossed. A smile crept onto his face. He had not experienced this warm feeling for a long time. This must be the feeling of �home� that he had been searching for.
�Renee Everheart, no matter how hard you resist, I, Stefan Hunt, will not let you go!�
The morning passed in a blink of an eye. Renee happened to be free today, so she decided to make lunch for the children. The children were running around the lawn, playing a game of the blind man and the elephant. Currently, the one playing the role of the blind man was Abby.
She felt her way around the garden while blindfolded. �Adie, where are you? You have to make a little noise or I wouldn�t know where to find you.� She said cutely with her arms spread. Suddenly, she bumped into a person.
�I caught you, Adie!� Abby hugged the person tightly, but she quickly realized something was wrong. She felt the person with her hands. The person seemed to be taller and had a thicker waist than her brother. It was obviously an adult. Maybe it wasn�t her brother after all?
�Abby, I�m over here! You caught the wrong person! Hurry up and let her go!� Adie shouted anxiously from somewhere behind Abby.
�I caught the wrong person?� Abby�s cute little face was filled with confusion. She quickly took off the blindfold and looked up. Her big round eyes brightened.
She praised with a sweet voice, �Wow, granny, you�re so beautiful! You look like a fairy. Are you a fairy godmother?�
Francine Milford and her husband Alexander Hunt had just returned from a vacation abroad when they heard that their son was at the Hunt Villa, so Francine quickly rushed over. Then, as soon as she stepped foot in the villa, she was embraced by an adorable little girl. The little girl was wearing a pink skirt with her hair tied up in pigtails. Her smooth, fair skin flushed red under the sun. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Francine.
Francine�s heart immediately softened, as if it had turned into cotton candy. �Little girl, what�s your name? What are you doing in the Hunt Villa?� She asked as she crouched down and rubbed Abby�s head gently.
�My name is Abigail, fairy godmother. Everyone calls me Abby. I�m four years and nine months old, and I�m studying at the Monte Perry Kindergarten�� Abby, upon seeing her biological grandmother for the first time, could not help feeling a sense of familiarity with her. She told Francine everything.
She was about to tell Francine that her mother�s name was Renee when Adie ran over with a serious expression and stopped her. �Abby, you don�t even know her. Don�t tell her everything about us. What if she�s a bad person?�
�She�s not! There�s no way the fairy godmother is a bad person! She�s as goodlooking as Handsome Daddy!� Abby, as usual, cared only for beauty. Those she found aesthetically pleasing could not be bad people.
Adie face palmed and said helplessly, �Sigh. How many times do you have to be deceived before you�ll learn your lesson? You said Bad Daddy�s not a bad person too, but he bullied Mommy!�
�Oh, you�re right! I forgot about that!� Abby took a deep breath and shook her tiny head. She reminded herself repeatedly: You can�t just look at someone�s face! You can�t just look at someone�s face! You can�t just look at someone�s face!
�Fairy godmother, I can�t talk to you yet because I can�t tell if you�re a good person or not. You can talk to my brother. He�s smart, so you won�t be able to deceive him!� Abby, like a little rabbit, hid behind Adie and explained to Francine helplessly. JrNovels.com
�How fierce! As expected of my son!� Stefan was dressed in a loose bathrobe, looking elegant and relaxed. He rubbed the little boy�s angry face and said with a smile, �I wasn�t bullying your Mommy. If you think climbing on top of your Mommy is bullying her, then I don�t mind letting her climb back on top of me.�
�Stop it! Stop talking nonsense in front of the children! Aren�t you ashamed?� Renee glared at Stefan, displeased with his recklessness.
�Kids, this man is crazy. Let�s go outside. We won�t play with him!� Renee�s cheeks were scorching hot. She could not bear to stay in the room anymore. She quickly led the two children outside.
Stefan watched them leave with his arms crossed. A smile crept onto his face. He had not experienced this warm feeling for a long time. This must be the feeling of �home� that he had been searching for.
�Renee Everheart, no matter how hard you resist, I, Stefan Hunt, will not let you go!�
The morning passed in a blink of an eye. Renee happened to be free today, so she decided to make lunch for the children. The children were running around the lawn, playing a game of the blind man and the elephant. Currently, the one playing the role of the blind man was Abby.
She felt her way around the garden while blindfolded. �Adie, where are you? You have to make a little noise or I wouldn�t know where to find you.� She said cutely with her arms spread. Suddenly, she bumped into a person.
�I caught you, Adie!� Abby hugged the person tightly, but she quickly realized something was wrong. She felt the person with her hands. The person seemed to be taller and had a thicker waist than her brother. It was obviously an adult. Maybe it wasn�t her brother after all?
�Abby, I�m over here! You caught the wrong person! Hurry up and let her go!� Adie shouted anxiously from somewhere behind Abby.
�I caught the wrong person?� Abby�s cute little face was filled with confusion. She quickly took off the blindfold and looked up. Her big round eyes brightened.
She praised with a sweet voice, �Wow, granny, you�re so beautiful! You look like a fairy. Are you a fairy godmother?�
Francine Milford and her husband Alexander Hunt had just returned from a vacation abroad when they heard that their son was at the Hunt Villa, so Francine quickly rushed over. Then, as soon as she stepped foot in the villa, she was embraced by an adorable little girl. The little girl was wearing a pink skirt with her hair tied up in pigtails. Her smooth, fair skin flushed red under the sun. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Francine.
Francine�s heart immediately softened, as if it had turned into cotton candy. �Little girl, what�s your name? What are you doing in the Hunt Villa?� She asked as she crouched down and rubbed Abby�s head gently.
�My name is Abigail, fairy godmother. Everyone calls me Abby. I�m four years and nine months old, and I�m studying at the Monte Perry Kindergarten�� Abby, upon seeing her biological grandmother for the first time, could not help feeling a sense of familiarity with her. She told Francine everything.
She was about to tell Francine that her mother�s name was Renee when Adie ran over with a serious expression and stopped her. �Abby, you don�t even know her. Don�t tell her everything about us. What if she�s a bad person?�
�She�s not! There�s no way the fairy godmother is a bad person! She�s as goodlooking as Handsome Daddy!� Abby, as usual, cared only for beauty. Those she found aesthetically pleasing could not be bad people.
Adie face palmed and said helplessly, �Sigh. How many times do you have to be deceived before you�ll learn your lesson? You said Bad Daddy�s not a bad person too, but he bullied Mommy!�
�Oh, you�re right! I forgot about that!� Abby took a deep breath and shook her tiny head. She reminded herself repeatedly: You can�t just look at someone�s face! You can�t just look at someone�s face! You can�t just look at someone�s face!
�Fairy godmother, I can�t talk to you yet because I can�t tell if you�re a good person or not. You can talk to my brother. He�s smart, so you won�t be able to deceive him!� Abby, like a little rabbit, hid behind Adie and explained to Francine helplessly. JrNovels.com
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