Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 81

Moira stared blankly for a moment before raising her eyebrows and asking, "How did you know?"

"I just asked him, Daddy said he hasn't eaten yet, Mommy, hurry up and cook something for Daddy! He'll be starving." The little fellow said worriedly.

Moira had thought that Sage had already gone somewhere to eat his expensive meal. She hadn't thought that he would stay in his room and not go out. It was almost nine- thirty now. Wasn't he hungry?

Moira could only agree, "Alright! I'll see if there's anything left in the fridge. I'll cook something for him, and I think there's some frozen dumplings."

"Mommy, hurry up and cook!" The little guy was worried. He also thought that Daddy was eating something, but who knew that Daddy had not eaten yet and was working in front of the computer when he went over to ask!

Moira could only continue boiling the dumplings. In the boiling water, the dumplings turned soft and fragrant, and she put in a few fresh cabbages. The soup was very delicious, and there were also some scallions scattered over the water.

"Tell him to come over and eat!" Moira said to her son.

"Yes!" The little guy passed through that door, and Moira looked at that door. This man was free to go in and out of her house, but she hadn't even looked at what his house looked like!

It was just that when the house was decorating it, she took a glance at it and found it to be luxurious and unimaginably technological.

A few minutes later, the little guy pulled Sage's body over. He glanced at the dumplings on the table, then glanced at the woman who was cleaning the house, then sat down and began to eat.

"Daddy, can I come over to your house and watch some cartoons? Let Mommy accompany you!" Lucas was looking for an opportunity to leave his father and mother alone.

"Well!" The man was already attracted by the aroma of the food, so he readily responded.

When Moira heard that her son was going to watch a cartoon, she raised her head from the sofa and said, "You're not allowed to watch it for too long."

"I won't look at it for too long. I'll sleep after Daddy finishes eating." The little guy replied to Mommy and left through that door, closing it behind him.

Moira's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the man earnestly eating dumplings at the table. She didn't really like the time she spent alone with him.

At this moment, in the direction of the elevator, the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound. Morgan, dressed in a grey suit, stepped down with a laptop in his hand. He just came back from the company.

He had wanted to go home, but when he thought of Moira's concert, he felt it was necessary to come over and tell her that he would be there to watch.

When he arrived between the two doors, he cast a glance at Sage's room. A complex light flashed through his eyes, and then, without hesitation, he pressed on the doorbell of Moira's room.

"Ding dong... Ding dong..." The doorbell rang especially loud at this moment.

Moira was tidying up the sofa when she looked in the direction of the door. She had no idea who would come looking for her at this time of day.

Did something fall off my father? Moira walked up to the peephole and saw that it was Morgan outside.

She caught her breath. Why was he looking for her so late?

The doorbell was still ringing, indicating that the person outside was extremely patient and wanted to force her to open the door. Moira was already a bit angry. It was already so late, why was Morgan looking for her? She wanted to know.

She immediately pulled open the door and stared at Morgan who was standing outside. She coldly asked, "Is something wrong?"

"I want to talk to you." Morgan looked at her eyes and smiled gently.

"Do you have to say it in such an ambiguity way?" After she finished speaking, Moira walked over to the table with a huff. She saw that the man had finished eating the dumplings and had even finished drinking the soup.

Sage's arms were wrapped around his body as he stared at her with a dark expression. When he saw her packing the dishes and entering the kitchen, he snorted coldly. "If I'm not around, are you going to invite him in? To reminisce about old feelings?"

"Please don't meddle in my affairs in the future, okay?" Moira washed the dishes cleanly without raising her head in warning.

"I just said in the afternoon, you're not allowed to continue tangling with this man, and you forgot?"

A dangerous voice came from behind Moira.

Moira finished washing the dishes and placed them in the cupboard. She turned around and looked at the tyrannical man at the door. "Can't I have a normal interpersonal relationship? In the future, do you want to interfere with me talking to any man?"

Sage was choked by her words, and his expression stiff.

"Don't worry, I want my son to grow up in a healthy family more than you do. As for you, you'd better warn the lovers outside to not come to your house and mess around. I don't want your son to follow suit and be like you." On the contrary, Moira warned him.

Sage's eyes narrowed and his thin lips parted. "My private life is very clean."

"You started calling young prostitute five years ago. How can I believe what you said?" Moira definitely wouldn't believe it. Rich men weren't insipid at all.

There was no need for Sage to explain to her. He strode towards his door and turned around to speak to her. "If Morgan comes looking for you again, you'd better let him stay outside. The door must never opened for him."

Moira pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to hear it, while the man who had just reached the door turned back.