Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 77

Moira wasn't going to care the price this time, she only picked the clothes that suited her son. As soon as she entered the shop, she was attracted by the cute style of the little princess dress, so she touched the fabric with her hand. Her eyes shined as she looked at the perfectly designed little girl's clothes.

"Mommy, if you like it, you and daddy can give birth to a younger sister one day, would you buy it?" The little guy at the side had a wonderful idea.

Moira's pretty face immediately flushed red as she quickly withdrew her hand. "Who said I want to be reborn a baby?" Just you are enough."

Furthermore, even if she was going to give birth in the future, she would definitely not give birth to this man again.

Sage narrowed his eyes and kept silent.

Moira selected three sets of clothes for her son. When she paid, it was still over a thousand. When she saw the black card, she pulled it out and handed it over.

After swiping the credit card and leaving her clothes behind, Moira took her son to the supermarket. She pushed the car and put the little guy inside. He enjoyed it much.

On the other hand, Moira was in the food section picking out tonight's food. Sage rarely visited the supermarket, watching her take a look at the food, then the other one. In his eyes, the food was clearly the same, but this woman still had to hesitate for a few seconds.

However, he had the patience to wait for her. All of the women around him were attracted to him, but Sage could only accept this.

"How about we have a mackerel tonight?" Moira asked her son.

"I want to eat shrimp."

"Alright then!" Buy something fresh to go back to." Moira found the seafood area and scooped up one catty of shrimps before returning.

It took them half an hour to buy the food. During this time, Moira was in charge of buying the vegetables, and Sage was in charge of taking care of his son and the cart.

After buying, the three of them headed downstairs. At the moment, there was a truck parked on the road.

At this moment, four or five strong delivery men were delivering the goods, and the elevator had been taken over by them.

At this moment, a graceful figure came from behind. When Moira was waiting for the elevator, she turned her head and saw that he was Morgan.

Morgan also saw the three of them. He looked tenderly at Moira and said, "I'll move to this apartment today. Wait for me to clean up. When you have time, you can come up for a cup of tea."

With that, Morgan politely greeted Sage. "Hello, Mr. Maxwell."

"Do you live here?" Sage asked in a clear, cold voice, his brow furrowed.

"I live on the floor above yours." Morgan replied before looking affectionately at Moira. "In the future, we'll be neighbors."

Sage's face darkened for some inexplicable reason. This woman was still entangled with men, and now she was letting her old lover stay upstairs? Is it convenient to have an affair?

"You're a friend of my mommy's?" Lucas looked warily at Morgan.

The little guy walked into his father's room. He looked up and said to his father, "Daddy, how about you go play the piano and let Mommy cook while enjoying the piano music? It would make her happy."

"I'm not free. Alright," Sage calmly replied.

"Oh! Then I'll go play it!" The little guy had to give Mommy some fun on his own.

Moira was washing the vegetables when she heard the sound of playing the piano. She knew that her son was practicing the piano the moment she heard it. She pursed her lips and smiled. Her mood really had become better.

This was Morgan's residence. Molly couldn't stop him at the company, so she thought that he should go home, but now that the door was closed, she couldn't enter. Since the password had been changed, she couldn't enter the house anymore.

She kept on ringing the doorbell, but when no one opened the door, she didn't give up and went to ask the security guards. The security guards recognized Morgan and told Molly that he hadn't come back to stay for a few days.

Molly sat in the car, completely shocked. Could Morgan have moved his house as well? To hid from her?

Molly was so angry that she slammed the steering wheel. It was all Moira's fault. She couldn't even find Morgan, so where could he go?

Her son really liked to eat salted prawns, and this was also one of Moira's best dishes. During the meal, she helped her son peel the prawns, and all of a sudden, the man in front of her had a depressing coldness all over his body.

She couldn't help but frown. How had she offended him again? Then she thought about it carefully, she had not spoken to him more than three times since the afternoon. What was he to be angry about?

Just as she was trying to figure out what was going on, the little guy suddenly asked her curiously while eating the prawn, "Mommy, why did that uncle upstairs move in? Were you really good friends before?"