Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 303

After Moira washed Lucas's hands, she brought him out. Agnes smiled and pulled him over, "Lucas, Auntie will give you a present later."

"Really?" The little guy immediately became happy.

"Of course, trust me." Agnes liked to surprise people the most, this was something that she had specially picked out for him when she went out to play this afternoon.

This was probably the reason why the girl was so meticulous! Even if she was going shopping, she wouldn't forget to buy gifts for the people he remembered. Right now, the only person who was willing to let Agnes be a junior was her little friend, Lucas.

Of course, she was also forced out by her mother, because her mother said that since Wade had taught her so many lessons, she must give him a present as a token of gratitude.

Thus, she chose a present for the little fellow.

At the dining table, Jane took great care of Moira's tastes, and kept placing all of her favorite dishes in front of her. This made Moira's heart warm, and this silent love made her feel touched.

With the little guy eating at the table, the atmosphere was not that bad. The little guy was going to eat this and that soon, so he was very busy.

The little guy was also not picky with food, so he was raised white and tender. However, his genes were naturally good, so his small physique couldn't compare to others of the same age.

After finishing their meal, there was no need to rush back. The little guy and Agnes went to her room upstairs to look at her presents, while Moira ate some fruits.

Sage's thoughts were much heavier tonight, but he hid it well and no one noticed. At this moment, he saw Moira eating fruit for a while, so he said, "Moira, are you full yet? How about taking me for a walk around the neighborhood?"

Moira could tell that his stroll was only because he had something to say to her.

She laughed. "Sure!"

After she finished speaking, she followed Sage and stood up to leave the house. Outside, the garden was extremely quiet.

Sage relaxed as he walked alongside her. Moira, on the other hand, was counting the tiles that were on the ground.

"Moira, there's something I want to confess to you." Sage turned around and looked at her deeply.

Moira looked up at him, and could not help but ask curiously, "Tell me! "What is it?"

"It happened six years ago."

"Six years ago? We didn't know each other then!" The words that Moira used to know were naturally from that night of interaction.

Sage was a little embarrassed, he nodded, "Yes, something even earlier than that."

Moira blinked her eyes, and couldn't help but become more curious, "Un, speak! I'm listening!"

"I've dated a girlfriend before, but I promise you that I'll just fall in love with her. We definitely won't touch each other physically, no, we've kissed each other before, but we've never had any deeper interactions." After Sage finished speaking, he stared at Moira with a somewhat worried gaze, as if he was afraid that an angry flame would spew out from there.

Moira's heart was still throbbing painfully, as if an invisible hand was squeezing her tightly. It turned out that he had loved other women before too, even though she didn't have the qualifications to be jealous of a woman in the past.

But instinctively, she still felt bad.

Seeing that her expression was not good, Sage immediately pulled her up and pressed her down against his chest, "Is your heart feeling bad?"

"No!" Moira replied gloomily.

Sage laughed bitterly, and caressed her long hair, "I know that if I say this, it will hurt you. However, I don't want you to misunderstand me in the future, so I would rather tell you this myself than for Cathy to find me in the future and tell you another version."

"Why is she looking for me?" Moira looked up at him.

"Because she wanted to reunite with me, but I had no feelings for her for a long time now. Because in my heart, right now, in the future, there would only be one woman who would take control of me, and that would be you." After Sage finished speaking, his thin lips did not forget to burn lovingly on hers.

Feeling her soft lips, he wanted to take a step further, but he didn't dare.

Because if he kissed her, it would mean that he felt guilty in his heart. If he felt guilty, she would misunderstand that there was someone else in his heart.

Just a quick kiss.