Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 307

Libby thought that he was joking. However, the seriousness in his eyes made her unable to doubt his determination in saying those words.

Her heart was instantly seized by something.

She was a little alarmed, but happy.

At night, Moira took the initiative to call her and ask her to dinner at her home. As Lucas's godmother, she naturally did not refuse. At the same time, she had not seen the little guy for a period of time, she wants to give him a present.

At around five o'clock, the two of them went to the nearby shopping mall to choose their gifts.

Standing inside a toy store, Libby's gaze was fixated on the cute doll, causing her young heart to immediately flood over. She reached out to pick it up, her eyes shining with a desire to buy it home.

Carlo saw through her thoughts, his tall body bent down, and his thin lips fell beside her ears, "If you like this, you can give it to her after we give birth to our daughter."

Libby's hand that was holding the cloth doll stiffened. Her mind buzzed and she quickly put Barbie back in place. She didn't even have any plans to get married.

Having a daughter?

Carlo picked out a new type of robot, and when he checked out the bill, his gaze turned towards the Barbie that Libby liked. He squinted his eyes, walked over, and picked it up to settle the bill together.

Libby, who was standing behind him, saw that she was immediately looking at him with a startled look. And at this time, he had already paid the bill.

Carlo handed the child over to her, "It's for you."

Libby quickly hugged her in love. She really liked it, she really wanted to buy it and place it on the dressing table.

"Thank you." Libby did not forget to express her gratitude.

Carlo took the robot box and went out first. Libby followed behind him with a doll in her hands, looking like a pet that was being spoiled.

In Sage's villa, Moira was in the midst of preparing dishes in the kitchen while Sage still had work to do in the study room. The little guy was sitting alone on the sofa in the hall, fiddling with a puzzle.

Moira would come out from time to time and saw him pursing his lips.

Moira also liked cooking. Sage told her to cut the vegetables and mix the ingredients properly. She will come to cook.

At around six o'clock, the little guy heard the sound of a car coming from outside and immediately laughed, "Mummy, godmother is here."

"Good!" You go greet them." Moira replied from the kitchen.

The little guy immediately ran out of the hall quickly to welcome them, and saw that in the driveway, Carlo and Libby were getting off the carriage.

"Godfather, godmother, you're here!" The little guy cried out in a sweet tone.

"Lucas." Libby immediately knelt down and hugged him, "Wow, it's getting a little heavier! "He's even taller now."

Carlo looked at this little fellow, the envy in his heart bubbling up uncontrollably. He wished he had such a son.

Suddenly, Carlo's gaze fell on the woman holding the little fellow. He thought to himself, Why didn't he meet her five years ago?

Behind him, Libby heaved a sigh of relief, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The feeling of having a four year old child ask her so many questions had really made her tense up.

"When do you want to give birth?" Suddenly, a magnetic and enchanting voice came from behind her.

Libby turned her head, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Who said I want to have children with you?"

Libby didn't want to discuss this issue and wanted to look for Moira.

"If not me, then who?" Carlo suddenly grabbed her wrist, his expression turning ugly.

Libby immediately turned her head and replied with a wink, "I don't want to live! Furthermore, I have a foster son, Lucas, I have a son!"

With that, Libby struggled out of his arms and entered the hall.

Behind her, Carlo sighed bitterly, but he did not blame Libby at all. The reason why she did not have the intention to give birth to children was because, as an artist, she had acted out too many life of sorrow and joy.

Even though it didn't happen to them, when they put on an act, the revealed feelings must come from their hearts. As such, the artists would usually treat love with caution.

This was also one of the reasons why Carlo could understand Libby.

Once Libby entered the hall, she ran into the kitchen to chat with Moira. The two girls had a lot of topics to talk about the moment they met.

"I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten my fill at noon." Libby looked at the sliced dishes in the kitchen. She was hungry.