Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 618 Abetting a Child

Noah was still playing basketball with Micah, and although Mia was clumsy, she also tried her best to keep up with her brothers' pace. Coco cheered for them on the basketball hoop, shouting, "Go, go!"

Sadie watched this scene from the French window and smiled with relief.

'Yes, Micah and the children were so brave. Why should I shrink back? I should have the confidence to face the challenges along with them.' With these thoughts, hope reignited in Sadie's heart.

When Micah returned to the room, Sadie had fallen asleep. Lately, she had been unusually tired and constantly appeared worn out. He used to suspect she was pregnant, but after the doctor's examination, it turned out to be a reaction caused by toxins.

Micah removed his coat, used a towel to dry the rainwater from his head, and then approached the bedside where Sadie lay. He sat down, quietly observing her while tenderly caressing her delicate cheeks." Sadie slept deeply, like a baby, greedily enjoying her sleep.

Even when he touched Sadie's face like this, she didn't notice.

A tempting smile appeared on Micah's lips. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, then turned around to go to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind, and a soft body leaned against him.

Micah rubbed

you woke me

snuggled into his

surprised and asked, holding

or not? Forget it

He passionately kissed her forehead, cheeks, lips, and even

her legs around Micah's waist, wanting

strange temper, but now she knew how deep his

the harsh elements. No matter the challenges they faced, he would address them methodically, ensuring they always had a joyful and cozy

the room, the two entwined passionately, and the heavy rain outside could not

On the other side...

so he sat alone on his imported Italian leather sofa, staring blankly at the rain curtain

him had been changed

that something was wrong, so he asked cautiously, "Sir, you didn't have a good dinner. Shall I have the kitchen prepare something for you to eat?" "No need." Mr. Clemens senior finally spoke, "Micah can't change my decision, but

is quite exceptional." Silas sighed. "At just three and a half years old, his intelligence