Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 25

The young man squinted at her, "Now he's the champion. You are happy now. Is it the time to finish your homework?"

"Mom and Dad don't care about my homework. It's none of your business."

"Because I don't want have a sister who got F all the time, which made me lose my face."

"You ... You. Don't be so proud. Do you believe that I'll receive your love letters tomorrow in your name?" The young girl pointed at his back angrily and threated him.

The boy turned his head and stared at her, "If you dare, then try it."

"Let me tell you, I know those girls who have a crush on you. They're begging me to help them to give you their love letters! The letter is full of love to you that I can't even continue to read it!"

"Agnes Maxwell." The young man was angry.

"Andrew Maxwell." The girl called out to him with a smile.

The youth ignored her and the girl also didn't want to speak with him. She narrowed her eyes and continued that plan in her mind. She put her palms devoutly and prayed, "Older brother, this child must be yours. He must be yours. God bless me!"

Lucas, the champion baby, was thrown into the car with his collar seized by his mother. Moira was very angry, very furious. As she sat in the car, she stared angrily at her son and questioned, "Tell me, why you did that?"

"Mommy, I want to find daddy to protect you!" The little guy looked at her with pitiful expression in eyes.

"Moira, don't be angry. It's normal that this little guy misses his father!" Libby advised from the side.

"But I want to have daddy." The little guy still missed his father.

"Alright, mommy won't blame you. I won't blame you, but let's not find daddy, ok?" Moira hugged her son tightly.

The little guy sniffed and obediently listened to his mother. He could only do something in his ability.

That night, Moira was unable to fall sleep. She tried her best to recall that bastard's face, but she really couldn't think out anything at all. That night, the curtain was completely shut, and a single beam of moonlight couldn't shine through. She only remembered that his voice was very cold. Besides, he hated her and said that he didn't want to see her face.

This man was a devil. Even after raping her, he still despised her. He was a total bastard.

Therefore, even if the man was her son's father, she didn't want him to show up. She hoped that people would forget about her son's behavior as soon as possible, and that no man who claimed to be his father appear in the future.