My Mommy’s Brave Heart (Adina and Duke) novel Chapter 502

Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children Chapter 502

Duke resembled Harold a lot at that moment. He actually looked cute. Wait, what the heck?! Did she actually think Mr. Winters, the CEO, was cute?

Meanwhile, Duke felt extremely upset. He had prepared greatly for his confession, but an accident happened unexpectedly. In fact, even without this accident, his confession was also a failure because he had apparently blurted everything out last night.

Plus, he could not remember what he had done and said the night before.

“Duke , you better lie down and rest. We can talk about this after you recover.”

Adina raised her hand and tucked him in.

Even though she already had an answer for him, she did not know how to say it.

She had four kids, but this was the first time that a man had confessed to her in person.

It took all of her strength to fake indifference when she tucked him under the blanket.

“No, I’m not done talking.”

Duke grabbed her wrist from the back.

Even if his confession was destined to fail, he still wanted to say what he wanted.

“Addy, I love you not because you’re the mother of my children, but because of who you are.”

Adina pursed her pink lips.

How could she not know that?

This man used to think that Dew was the boys’ mother, but he refused to marry her.

“That shirt was full of blood and extremely dirty, so I threw it into the trash,” Adina said in a low and husky voice.

No woman could still act as if nothing had happened after listening to such a long confession.

She was just a normal woman, and her heart melted from his gentle and thoughtful actions repeatedly.

Perhaps their family of six could really live happily together.

While Adina thought of how she should answer, she saw the bedridden man jump up all of a sudden. He was hooked to an IV, so he nearly pulled the needle out.

Adina frowned. “Why are you getting up? Lie back down!”

“I have to look for my shirt.”

Duke wanted to pull the needle out, but Adina pressed him down by force. “I’ll go and look for it. You better lie down and stop moving!” she said helplessly. She did not understand. Was the shirt that important?