Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 90

Below the stage, Molly was so angry that she was about to go crazy. She also felt that what Moira dressed like this was to attract Morgan's attention. As expected, her half-sister was maliciously wanting to steal Morgan from her side! Yet she pretended to be so innocent on the surface. Deep in her heart, she really wanted to snatch Morgan away.

After the hot love song ended, when Moira was thanking on the stage, she still clutched her chest with both hands and gracefully retreated from the stage with a bow.

After Moira arrived backstage, she could have a good rest. In order to prevent her from being too tired, Lorelei had arranged the songs that she needed to play in advance. She could now have a good rest for twenty minutes and put on makeup to prepare for her last accompaniment tonight.

Coincidentally, her last accompaniment was a song which Lorelei and Bertram were singing together. Bertram accompanied her in the dressing room, and the makeup artist didn't need to put on her makeup in a hurry. Her last set of clothes was a black evening dress, causing her temperament to change. It made her be mysterious, cool and refreshing and even couldn't be close.

Bertram was totally attracted by Moira, and the love for her was almost overflowing. But he didn't dare, because it was too fast, he was afraid of scaring her away. He wanted to approach her with his most sincere heart, and even if she had a child, he wouldn't care. Because he liked that child very much, he didn't want to have a child of his own, and if she was willing to marry him, he would care for the child as if he were his own.

But unfortunately, the little fellow's biological father had already appeared! At this moment, he was accompanying him like a god that couldn't be violated.

The last gown had a long tail and a slanted shoulder. The black gauze wrapped around her exquisite body, revealing her another shoulder. She was slim and attractive, and her skin was snow-white and clear, even her beautiful collarbone was clearly visible.

Moira thought to herself. After playing the last song, she would definitely find her son outside the stage and then accompany her son to watch Lorelei's concert until the end.

While she was waiting, her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Sage. She thought that her son must have been too excited to call her. She pursed her lips into a smile and said, "Hello, Lucas...."

However, the voice was not that of the little guy. Instead, it was a low and cold voice. "It's me!"

The other end of the phone was a little quiet. It was clear that they weren't at the meeting place. Moira was startled. Why was Sage? She hurriedly asked worriedly, "Where are you? Where's my son?"

"I'm in the washroom, Lucas is being taken care of by my bodyguards." Sage answered her indifferently.

"Oh! what's the matter with you?"Moira asked, somewhat puzzled.

"How many songs do you have to play?"

"There's still one more. I'll be there in about twenty minutes." Moira said.

"You'd better give me some good clothes to wear. Don't you feel ashamed about what you did before?" The man was angry.

Moira's eyes widened slightly. This man actually taught her a lesson over the matter of clothes?

"This is a stage uniform. I think it's very pretty, how is it a disgrace?" Moira asked.

"In short, it's best for you to wear a lot of clothes before you appear. Otherwise, after going back and you will see how I take care of you." The man gave a stern warning before hanging up.

A male voice was the first to speak. It was so deep that it sounded like a big string. Each character was clearly and enchantingly written, causing one to be unable to help from becoming intoxicated with the voice.

Sure enough, the fans seemed to have gone crazy, yelling out Bertram, rising and falling continuously. Indeed, the fans seemed to have gone mad, and Bertram's perfect song conquered them.

It was like the best time of all.

The lamplighter's sparkling white moonlight light sprinkled onto Moira's body. It was indifferent, yet it didn't occupy the main character's radiance. However, it was absolutely something that people couldn't ignore.

Even after seeing her final set of clothes, Sage's sword-like eyebrows were still tightly knitted. Half of her shoulders had been exposed.

Of course, a girl wearing a black dress would give off an inviolable sense of beauty. As a man, the more inviolable a person was, the more they would feel a sense of conquest.

Morgan was completely mesmerized by Moira's events tonight. He was glad that he had broken off the engagement. Otherwise, he would have been even more irresponsible towards Molly because sooner or later, he would have fallen in love with Moira.

Tonight, Molly completely came here to suffer. She had watched Moira turn into an even more beautiful woman and try to take away this man's heart in front of Morgan time and time again.

She was so angry that she wanted to charge onto the stage and tear Moira to shreds.